Coming to Terms with Mental Illness
I never will forget
All the things that I’ll regret
And all the memories that passed me by
For it was like a haze
A bleak denial infused craze
A thick black fog covering the night sky
And now the haze is gone
And I can feel the sun
Feel as it burns my tender unmarked skin
But I'm finally moving forward
And my hard work is paying off
No longer resetting instantly to ‘begin’
Yes the way forward brings dread
I never want to leave my bed
And sometimes I want to scream and holler "why?"
But I know if I stick to it
That I can really do it
I’ll leap forward and leave this grind behind
You may look at me
Be disappointed in what you see
But I have a special secret deep inside
One day I’ll rise above the rest
Put my endurance to the test
Prove that for me I am the best
And on that day I’ll fly
Yes on that day I’ll fly