Pulling a braid out
One day at a time
Sorry
I think I lost my mind
My friends
My family
This is not goodbye
But I have to sleep
Through these bad things
Doctor said
He has Bad Bad Anxiety
Irritability and anger
Severe episodes of recurrent major depressive disorder, without psychotic features
Sorry I can't release him
Serious Bad Case of insomnia
You ever been sleep since he signed himself here
He said please
I'm dangerous
Put him to sleep
Crazy nothing worked
Handcuffed to the bed
He beg me for this phone and I know I did
Like I said before
I 302 myself
A cop is still sitting here
I haven't seen the doctor in days
Back to my dream
Is this a dream
Sorry I had a moment
Because this is real
They have me
On so many pills
To be continued
When I wake up
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