It had to be even
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It had to feel right
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It doesn't mean to organize
It's not an adjective
It's not a joke
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It's a tortuous disorder
That involves living with instructive thoughts and images
About the LAST thing, you would ever want to think about
It is to wake up every morning
To fight the same demons
That left you so tired the night before,
And that,
My love,
Is bravery
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Mental Illness Poems
PoetryAs a mental illness survivor. I decided to write poems about whats it's like to have a mental illness. If you are struggling please know you're not alone. You don't deserve to live like that. You can beat it even if it doesn't go away. I believe in...
