A hostage in plain sight

I'm not right in my mind 

I'm really out of my mind

Thinking some crazy thoughts

Some about suicide

I don't know what to think 

Much Less what to say

So I keep to myself

So maybe one day, just one day 

I'll have the courage to speak out 

Will I be able to explain, all these dark thoughts I have 

or will I shut down 

will they ignore what I say 

or will they judge me

Could I trust them to help 

and maybe get out,

out of this dark place I go 

that will continue to grow 

If I don't kill it right now 

who knows if I'll make it out 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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