Poems about Health

Relationships are meant to be dynamic.
Ecclesiastes 8:16-17 New King James Version (NKJV)
telling people i’m in therapy is like telling them i’m terminal.
Pull me out I’m buried 6 feet underIt’s too much, my life asunderNo matter how
Always hand in hand with one another Yet so far apart. I see two birds.
Rip my heart out and take my soulTo be void, empty, isn’t that the goal?
In times of despair, I sit on my chair and chase down the poison.
lying down in the bath makes the water slop over the side of the tub
Stop holding on, you keep dreaming. I lie awake think my life a mistake but in the end what’s the meaning?
I don't know how I feel anymore.