Live or die,
That’s the way
That’s the choice
It’s your say
Mental illness,
Fragile health,
Life’s a ***** -
So tough it out.

When sorrow hits,
Drink it up, let it
Sit, soak it in,
Feel it rob you
Of your mind and
Swipe the breath
Out of your
Chest, let it
Steal your cherished
Rest

Therein lies the
Choice, the split,
The time to die,
Or put up with ****
Accept it now,
Accept it all,
Take in your fate
And deal with it.

Exhausting it
Is to be so down,
So put it out
And douse your
Thoughts for
Now, because
You’ll have to
Pretend to be
O.K. to get
On through
the year, the
Day.