I often tend to see things that others don't
They are my friends
Like imaginary Friends
But ones I can see
Some of them scare me
When I try to explain it to others
I feel like a bother
I know to never make permanent decisions
On temporary feelings
But what if my friends in my mind tell me to?
I hear their voices
I thought they were ghosts
I soon realize it's my subconscious
Maybe it is not good to be alone
Because then my so-called "friends" will come back
And then I don't know who to listen to
It's like I'm walking in a nightmare
And I need someone
To be my
Friend
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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...
