She was in the bathroom once again, waiting for me to come in.
She told me she didn't go to the ER last night, that she was feeling alright.
I said I just wanna go, I'm feeling so low.
She walked me into the wall and now she's choking me out.
Then she grabbed me by the arm and led me out.
I'm still trying to figure out how to feel, guess I'll just push it down.
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Mental Health Poems
شِعرThis is a collection of poems by authors that wrote about mental health, mental health, and any suggestions made by you guys.
