I cannot seem to relax my feet, My mind is tripping, skipping and missing a beat, My head is jumbled; find my thoughts hard to speak, Cannot get out of the shell it’s hard and I am weak.
In a jail I created a protection of self, When you take in too much, it begins to swell. Warning signs are present, loud alarm bells, Screaming for help, no one I trust enough to tell.
Becoming lost again, what do I do? Doctor ignorant so please tell me who? Last time I was here I had a bit of a clue, Tried to help myself, in the end I did lose.
My sense of worth, dreams and the worst, I feel I have been eternally cursed. I don’t know what to do, where to start first. Release some of this hurt.
Sharing my thoughts on paper helps, Can focus on the cards my hand has been dealt, So much hurt, I know some of you have felt, Now I need to focus on my own mental health.