I've learned to suffer in silence
Not show how I really feel
Others don't really care to know
The demons in my head are real
If they catch a glimpse of one
They run away as fast as they can
It must be nice to up and leave
Instead of offering a hand
I remain trapped inside my head
There is no escape for me
So I put a fake smile on my face
The demons will never set me free
I've learned to suffer in silence
And not show how I really feel
© 2022 Suzanna Jayne Mullins
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MY NAME IS SUZANNA AND I AM MENTALLY ILL
PoetryPoetry I have written about mental illness, especially severe depression. I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder, generalized anxiety disorder, panic attacks, a mood disorder, OCD, and PTSD.
