I encourage others to get help
forcing myself to ignore myself...
telling myself, i'm better now
im taking care of me now
but i feel myself slipping
struggling to fall asleep without my medicine
and struggling to wake up again without the weight in
my chest pulling me down again
my attention is lost and i'm in the clouds
but am i really not okay?
maybe its just a sad day
every damn day feels like this
but people don't see it, and if they don't see it
then maybe i'm fine right?
maybe i'm okay, i'm just psyching myself out
that's it that's all it is
the darkness isn't really creeping in
the sadness isn't clinging to me
waiting to cover me completely
it's not seen, i can't see it,
neither can they
so maybe it doesn't exist outside
of my mind
YOU ARE READING
Words for the Contradictions
Poetry"Here's to all the living, breathing contradictions trying to fit into a world that hates them affectionately and loves them indifferently."~unknown
