Manic Depression
Mum and Dad I had strange
feelings of being bad, feelings
that brought me down crashing
to the ground.
I had self doubt
gave into fear, I let dread run
away with my head. At that time
my mind was broken my thoughts
went haywire. Something else had
my control and was provoking fear
dread and nonsense. Everything
going on was such a mess.
I had
a sense that everyone was bad,
I focused on my light my biggest
shining light. Little Alex was my
happy thought that night all else
is a cloud of regret, I wish I had
never left my bed.
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