running from, or being kidnapped by?

Sugar Suicide

Every day,

i find a new way,

to fight this fight that wants to take my life.


my brain is a mess

of mixed wires and frayed ends

most days i feel like running

put me infront of a wheel and wait till the gas goes


but to sit and think,

if this problem wasnt affecting my head,

would i run from it like this?


if my leg was broke would i go on

if my heart was failing would i still wake day to day


but when the problem makes my thoughts a mess

and turns sun rays into dark days

ive started to think


im not running


its kidnapping me

  • Author: Sugar Suicide (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 7th, 2018 22:12
  • Comment from author about the poem: one time driving I thought to myself "I could just keep going" but then it spiraled into "but its not my fault my head is mess I make bad choices" so it hit me. All those bad decisions running me to bad places, would I make bad decisions if I wasn't mentally ill? So in reality, am I really running away from it, or is it kidnapping me by making me think bad choices are okay?
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Burning Crow

    Really well written I think you have a really intelligent way of looking at your problems, although you should always remember that you can be stronger than them and you can take control, great writing and hope you find away to conquer your demons.


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