What rock bottom feels like -in poetry form

How is it that I can stand,

Stand on my own two feet

But frozen I remain these days

Paralyzed by my disease.

No not every day

But enough to make me shout.

Feeling like I’ve been caged

Not strong enough to break out

Just because you can’t see

You can’t see the pain

Doesn’t mean its fake

Inside my brain

I watch the kids run and play

I smile and tell them alls okay

And they don’t know

Cause their not in my head

How I’ve been chained here for hours

I cant get up out of this bed

Even when the skies not gray

It haunts me on the brightest days

To hell with these demons

Sometimes they bog me down

I just want to run away

Leave it all behind

Instead I just lock the doors

I get trapped in my own mind

The battles raging in my head

I’m a prisoner or war

I know its hard to understand

Please don’t close the door.

-Written sometime in 2019

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