The voices that whisper
The fears that arise
Shaking it out
Praying to die
Rocking in corners
Feeling the stares
Screaming for someone
To know you are there
Tied to a slab
Movement is cut
Wanting to fly
Dosage is upped
Sitiing in silence
Unable to feel
The drugs are working
Now everything is real
A brilliant poem when we are struck down by mental illness, how frightening and lonely it can be for us and it can happen to anyone!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very informed write on psychiatric disorder - good one Chelsea.