UMD Many out there Lost souls at sea To outside eyes They look normal No obvious needs They manage to hide All the unknowns Deep inside they know They are never really alright Voices in their head Like they have two minds False conclusions fed The difference between Real, reality and self-made All blend together to benefit The justification needed To love, hate and survive Not much else exists between Comfort found in perfection Life is not perfect, explain How does this go unnoticed Mixed baggage all piled up Years of suppression Years of depression Years of wanting to let-go Suicide known, but refused Never really been an option Weeks of normalcy achieved Days of relapsing and grief Turning points amidst it all Promises of good change Made but never kept Difficulty maintaing friends Emotions on and off Like a light switch On the straight and narrow Then back in the ditch Confident in self and strong Insecure and weak next up Proud of self-growth Disgusted with oneself UMD: covers it all Unknown Mental Disease To each their own Hidden beneath the flesh Within the rib-cage A healthy beating heart Within the skull A damaged brain A shattered mind A habitat to a disease Still unknowm UMD
An eagle calls on the dawn's sun rise. As the living waken from their beddy-byes. The hunter waits and sits and pries, and sneaks to even skip surprise. Feathers fall as the thunder strikes. The crows, they caw at the bird's demise.