it's a new day and you think you'll find a different way
to cope with not wanting to be alive but it is all just the same
you lieto hide the fact that you want to die
soon, you get caught up in all your lies
and you can't take the pressure of staying alive
that prescription you have?
you take it
you feel as though you are winning
as your room starts spinning
you think of everything leading up to this moment
as your eyes fall shut
you wake up this time
not in your room
but a hospital bed
disappointment floods over you now you don't know what to do
it is a new day though, maybe you'll find a different way
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the reality of mental health
Poetry"you're a complicated person to love, and care for" "i know" i say "i deal with it every day" TW: sh, si, & mental illness. feel free to skip if you get triggered by these things #2 in poem collection (2.27.24) #1 in poem collection (4.12.24)
