My name is…

My name is Sarah Carlisle. I don’t know who I am or why I am here. I am mental illness, I am trapped, I am barely breathing. My name is Sarah Carlisle. Sarah Carlisle means unworthy, unloveable, unfit, unwell. Sarah Carlisle is defined by within, the demons that unwittingly eat away at all that Sarah … More My name is…

The Break-up

After all the time that you were mine got swept up by the wind, I find it hard to work out where I end and you begin, Something changed, we’re not the same and yet my heart is broken, Was it something that I did or words I left unspoken? Though my path is dark … More The Break-up


We cannot see the light but when we are emerging from the eternal darkness. Challenging times reveal true love more than any other. To have never felt pain and suffering is to never have felt true happiness and relief or true love and friendship. While the darker aspects of human nature often prevail, humans will … More Emerging


Last year I decided to start drawing and this led to me attending a couple of watercolour classes (which is A LOT harder than it looks and  have a long way to go). Here are some of the first items that I painted during these classes:


Wind whispers to me, Telling me all I should see, The sky, the trees, the beautiful sun, Streaming down the barrel of my gun. “Life,” it says “life is out there.” But I am trapped, my soul laid bare. “Pick me up!” I scream and choke, It says “I’ve heard this from other folk,” “My … More Whisper