Trigger Warning. Mental illness.
Feelings lurk beneath the surface.
A weighted sadness trying to drag me down.
I simply don’t know why.
I wish I could suck it up,
Get on with it, be strong.
All those other keep calm and carry on sentiments.
Thoughts entangle my mind,
Worthlessness infects me.
An unyielding self doubt,
I am a burden to those I love.
Will I ever be good enough?
Fatigue and pain feed on my energy, like a mosqito feeding on blood.
Inadequacies seem constant.
As I struggle to keep up,
Tiredness becomes the norm.
I am exhausted.
Yet thoughts remain,
Going round and round,
Inside my head.
By Katie Haigh
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It’s difficult 😞!
Hope you are doing well.
I’m doing mental health awareness re-blogs.
If you want me to share your post on the subject, can you please suggest the one you would like me to re-blog?
You are welcome to reblog any of them. Thank you 😊
Reblogged this on Stoner on a rollercoaster and commented:
On FEBRUARY 5, 2022, POET KATIE wrote: