Why don't we talk about mental illness?
Do we choose to ignore it or are we too afraid to talk about it?
I was afraid, for along time
I still am
But I don't want to be afraid anymore
I want to be able to set boundaries
I want to be able to go out in public, and not feel like everyone is watching me
I want to be able to wake up, and want to get out of bed
But more than anything
I want to be able to say "I'm not okay"
It seems so simple
It's three words
three syllables
8 letters
You must be thinking
"What's stopping me"
I'll tell you
The fear that consumes my very soul, is what's stopping me
The anxiety the chews at the fiber of my being, is what's stopping me
The uncertainty of what comes after, is what's stopping me
We don't talk about mental illness
Because those who do, are seen as cowardly
Weird
Weak
But in reality,
They're the bravest of us all
They all had a turning point in their life
Where they said they wanted to get better
So they took care of their 'problem'
But the first step of solving a problem, is to acknowledge you have one
So right here
Right now
I'm saying to all of you,
I'm not okay
YOU ARE READING
Expression
PoetryThis is a poetry book based off of emotions. I've always struggled with expressing my self, but I think I've found a way. Hence the name, Expressions. *this will include themes of depression, anxiety and other mental illnesses. but i don't mean to b...
