applaud
to the fraud
place a sword
on each shoulder
and call him a lord
i figured you out
now im bored
i thought this was assured
accepted you for ur flaws
fakeness
wholeness
i love this
no stop this
many faces in the mirror
some make me laugh
some make me quiver
Drinking too much,
i damaged my liver
Mental illness is real
When you know
how to feel
An arrangement of emotion
in 5 minutes
I cant deal
Evil vs Good
in my neighbour hood
connection wars
Far away whispers of reassures
Connection is key
For your type of brutality
I dont want your help
for years ive dealt with myself
I can look after my health
and obtain new wealth
buried alive
suffocated from the inside
i cannot thrive
if ive fallen off stride
i have too much pride
to say i wont survive
but in my mind
i just wanna hide
even in you I can't confide
so we will just have a good night
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Author:
Jazzy.Special (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: September 9th, 2025 17:12
- Comment from author about the poem: About my experience with love whilst having a mental illness.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 7
Comments1
Problems at every turn. Sometimes it is better to just say good night. A most interesting write
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