I cannot face this thing
The darkness is too much
And the pain is too great
This heart was not meant
To feel an ache like this
My throat closes up tight
How can I still breathe?
You have stollen my air
Ripped out my very soul
I am completely exposed
The elements sting my skin
Beaten down to the ground
There are no more tears left
A cliff is ahead but I am blind
Just set me free from all of me
by Mac
May is Mental Illness Awareness month.
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