She walked out when you were eleven.
Troubled by her own imperfections.
Leaving you stuck with all of these questions.
Haunted by a reality you couldn't see.
Thinking to herself am I the only one seeing this or is it just me?
Escape held the answer to being carefree.
She couldn't breathe and now your here wondering was it my fault.
Hiding your fears in a vault.
Paranoia worsening your wounds like salt.
Losing faith in all others.
Afraid you would smother.
Would you be a good mother?
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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.
