i wouldn’t change it

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mental illness

if i am being completely honest
my life is a strange blend

of catastrophic imperfection,

an ill-kempt, messy situation,

burning itself away.

the voices in my head

have been quiet for a decade

but i worry they are waiting

for their turn to speak;

listening, they wallow,

while i waste away in sorrow,

for an opportune tomorrow

when i am worn and weak;

but i'm thankful for life anyway.

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