Anna Hopper Poet Rhyme

Mental Illness

Too late for contest


I remember my first experience
On my school bus, as it came to a stop
A sadness that was mysterious
Suddenly, my heart dropped

It came in a wave, thick and intense
My entire body felt it
It’s been weighing me down, ever since
To my soul, it was welded

When I told my mom, it broke her heart
She, too, was trapped in this agony
For, this was the single worst part
Of herself, she could pass down to me

Turns out, I come from a long line
Of highly troubled souls
Just bark off the old pine
That my family tree holds

I’ve come to know the appearance
Of a person carrying this burden
I can’t say their exact experience
But can detect this type of hurting 

So I use my pain to understand others
When no one around them can see
I try and help them clear the clutter
At the same time, giving purpose to me

1/11/2018

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart September 20, 2018 at 1:06 PM Wonderfully penned my friend. A very relatable piece. Your grace is appreciated dear poetess. Warm wishes to you, xomo <3

Poet Tacito January 15, 2018 at 1:33 PM This hit hard for me and is very relatable. Way too much to say on this, so I will simply say thank you for this great writing!

Arturo Michael January 11, 2018 at 1:59 PM In giving you receive..."I try and help them clear the clutter At the same time, giving purpose to me," You've got the keys to life in your hands...All the best

Tim Smith January 11, 2018 at 1:22 PM There are many here that write I know suffer the same. Just remember someone is always around to talk if needed.