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Dec 2
I use to be ok
I use to be alright by myself
I use to enjoy new things
I use to enjoy the freedom

Mental state got worse
I now need a service dog
When my mind tail spins
And when a safe hug
Turns into a flash back of pain

I use to be ok
Now the momeories haunt me
Keep me awake at night
Force my body to collapse in the day
All because my mind is a prison

Now I struggle with words
The articulation a difficulty
Where I use to give speeches without a stutter
Now I'm tounge tied every hour
My mouth fully of taffy
And for what?

I use to be ok
I use to function
Why is my brain
Locking me out of the world
I grew up living in?
Writing of the Unknown
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     naΗ§Γ­ and Deb Jones
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