Battle with mental illness

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 What happens when I lose this battle with mental illness? Their words that are full of shrillness Pierce my earlobes and disrupt my mind's stillness Maybe I wasn't cut out for this world's business Does it get better? Will you stay by my side when all goes to shit? Will THEY judge me because of it? Their probing eyes over my mind every little bit Or will you join them, making me lose my wit? I can take comfort, in the most subtle way, That when I fall down the abyss, on that fateful day I will have him by side dearly, everything pretty eventually decays My mind is no exemption I should say We are all locked in a prison that is our very minds What a powerful prison it is that binds In the face of all my finds, I know HE is watching without any blinds, Waiting to be let out to cast his spellbinds! Our minds are our own prisons

Anxiety


 Like a blunt knife to the soul

This deep rooted sadness stains my demeanor

Deep inside I am crumbling like a cookie

Did she notice when she hugged me in the dimly lit room?

Or did she just notice my awkwardness?

A sadness that stays for days 

Teary but no tear comes out

Is this a new definition of top mid life crisis?

All I know its a new world now

To give up when the tide reaches the beach in the evening

They say winners never quit how ironical

But when nothing works over and over again

Do you stay the course?

I better hide, before this anxiety ghoul takes me away....

All I know is that I want it, don't know whether this ghoul will let me.


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