I have grown to become one
Despite wanting to run
Soon to realize
My only fair guide
Is my soul
And all I've been told
Are what will save me
Of my ponderous misery
I try to remain above
My demons' love
To destroy my will
To quietly sit still
In peace I find
What is mine
A broken mind
And broken time
But I lay within
My own disgraceful skin
Forgiving myself
For hating myself
For even trying
To fly away
In hopes of ending my sadness
In hopes of destroying that emptiness
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Lonely souls
PoetryPoems written about the sufferance of having to live with mental health issues.