Years ago I had a psychotic breakdown
I felt like I was going mad
like a hatter from mercury
It literally felt like my brain broke
That it split
I almost put myself into a psych hospital
From it
I'm honestly glad I didn't from horror stories I've heard
About other people experiences
I didn't isolate myself exactly
Took time for myself
Journaled, got my priorities straightened out and talked to family
If I kept it all to myself I would have broken more
Another psychotic breakdown
Maybe?
I'm glad it's in the unknown
Something I don't think upon
I never want to experience another psychotic breakdown in my lifetime
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Life in Poetry
PoetryIt will touch topics of anxiety, overthinking, trauma, hope, suicidal ideation and death. Authors note: don't read if any of those topics may affect you mentally. Some poems may get edited in the future just want a place to put my thoughts.
