mental illness – I Write Her

Internal Battles

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mental illnesses
agonizing roadblocks to
homeostasis

waking up to an unusual ease
it’s going to be a good day

aahh, relaxed
breathing a sigh of relief

gone is the strain from yesterday
the agitation has lifted

would that every morning
felt this way

a smile can emerge again
not feigned, but real

there’s hope again
thank you, science

life is waiting
for us to appear
lacking strength
once again

this blanket of doom
intervenes
feeling wrapped up
in cold dysfunction

held hostage by fear
it stakes a claim
on our courage
strangles it

eyes can’t face the day
legs won’t move
a body screaming
with electricity

the weight of the world
too much
retreat the only option
back to bed

we grow accustomed to the dark