A cry for help

poem by: Anon Ymous
Written on May 05, 2015

What does it feel like?

You know that feeling,
When you're lost.
Your stomach feels tense
and you're unsure whether to ask someone
or do it yourself?

You end up doing it yourself
but I bet, I bet
when you get back to that point
you would feel confusion again.

You're over it 
but your body isn't.
You feel the intensity at which you felt before,
for no reason.

Because you well and truly know,
when you think you're over something,
that thing will be mentioned again
and it crashes around you.

you're slightly grazed by the rubble,
but this time
it doesn't effect you
not like last time.

this thing is your mental illness, 
your feelings.
the rubble is your problems,
coming back but never harder than before.

yes,
that's what it feels like.

 

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