A Football Poem: The Curse of Mental Illness in Football

I am a famous footballer
and I suffer with my
health,
But I can get some help –
because I do have so
much wealth.

My club I will not name –
but they do all care for
me,
I suffer from an illness
which is invisible, I really
want to be FREE.

My focus is to get better
and play my football still,
Every day, and every night,
I constantly take a pill.

This illness can’t be seen,
and it invades you’re soul,
Causing constant mood
swings – and feeling really
small.

But I am a famous footballer,
it can’t happen to me.
I want to get better again,
I also want to be free.

It doesn’t matter what I
earn, as the money means
nothing,
I just want to get better, no,
I am not bluffing!

Yes, I am in a position, a
very privileged position,
I can get some professional
help – despite my superstition.

I know a lot of people who,
also suffer like me,
All we want is to be free
from this illness, ‘please,
where is the key?’

I am a famous footballer,
and I do feel such distress,
I just want to escape my
enemy; ‘the invading,
mental illness.’

So if we all stand together,
we’ll feel ten feet tall,
And banish mental illness,
with the help of playing
football.

 

Written by Darryl Ashton Darryl Ashton

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ALSO: Please check out Darryl’s two fascinating new books – one on football poetry: My Crazy World of Football Poetry, and the more politically-inducing: My Amazing World of Poems and Political Satire. Both are available to order on Amazon.

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