Our Lovely Broken Minds.
Write some poetry on mental health. Unburden yourself.
I smile for everyone to see.
I keep moving forward each day but...
I don’t know where I am going.
I feel like it is nowhere but I’m going so fast.
I’m spinning most days. So fast.
In and out of work.
In and out of home.
They don’t see my anxiety.
I’m trembling inside.
They don’t see my depression.
I’m so despondent, so sad.
I need my purpose. I can’t find it.
I’ve looked. And I’ve looked. And I’ve looked.
I am so tired. Everything inside me hurts.
But I smile.