Depression, why are you here?
Why did you bring anxiety with you?
The paranoia, the voices
I hate it.
You love it.
You love the torment, the torture,
so please, I'm begging you,
answer my question.
Ease my fears
for I have nowhere else to go,
no one to turn to,
except myself.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry in a Psychosis State
PoetryPoetry that I wrote while hospitalized for depression and psychosis.