mental health

Merry-go-round

I live life like in a sprint—
A lighted matchstick
Stuffed all of myself in every strike
I could not repeat anything twice
Each day, I become a little less

But dirty dishes and laundry ground me
They taught me that life is ongoing
(They taught me rest)
It is everyday; it is in the breath I take
No matter how sick or tired,
I’d draw in one more breath

So enjoy the ride
In this merry go round
Keeping alive is never wasted time

(writteninstead)

A Happy Poem

Warm and tender
Skin to skin
Touch to my fingertips

Bright room and morning air
Skin to sheets
Quiet awakening of city

I can too
write a happy poem
When I recall
the start of my days

(@writteninstead)

No Man Land

I shoved, I pushed
made sure I took

All the right steps
It landed me where

Nobody is, and
now nobody can

relate to my ache;
what keeps me awake

(@writteninstead)

Single Truth

Where does it begin?
My dire need for validation,
longing for absoluteness.

Wilful prayers sent into nights
Lamenting for a single truth
The murder of perception

It is a safe, reliable,
fair, and
cruel world.

In the words
‘I knew I was right’
Could there be any closure?

(@writteninstead)

Single Truth

Where does it begin?
My dire need for validation,
longing for absoluteness.

Wilful prayers sent into nights
Lamenting for a single truth
The murder of perception 

It is a safe, reliable,
fair, and
cruel world.

In the words
“I knew I was right”
Could there be any closure?

(@writteninstead)

Lay

Too bored to stay awake
Too dreadful to sleep
In the between, I lay
Endlessly.

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Swear

Most are afraid of the truth
Me, the uncertainty
What a scary world it is
If you can no longer trust
The words they swear by

(writteninstead)

Health

I am a spirit of fire
Trapped in a broken toy

Look how I burn up
The shell is bound to spoil

This kind of Fahrenheit
Not meant to be kept inside

Set it free
Here my beloved home shall lie

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Let it pass

If the pain comes
drink it up
When it goes
Let it pass

(writteninstead)

Balloon

I am a ball of helium
tied with a string —
stuck.

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