I have a disease that you can not see
It's a madness that consumes me.
It doesn't matter where I sit because wherever I sat- on the deck of a ship or at a street cafe in Paris or Bangkok- I would be sitting under the same bell jar.(1)
My disease is far vaster than an itchy forearm and a forgotten meeting. (2) No this was much more incurable.
1. This is a literary reference to the book The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath on page 185.
2. This is a literary reference to the book Brain on Fire by Susannah Cahalan on page 8.
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Mental Health Poems
PoetryThis is a collection of poems by authors that wrote about mental health, mental health, and any suggestions made by you guys.