Mental Suffer
Suffering.
It’s a common thing.
After a loss,
a breakup,
a death.
But that’s most of the time physical.
Not always mental.
Mine? It’s mental.
I lost someone dear to me,
not in death, but in emotion,
and now I can’t hold anything back.
The anger, the sadness,
the empty feeling.
I feel as though,
there’s a hole,
right in my heart.
That I have lost a piece of myself,
of my soul,
and of my mind.
They were the one,
that pushed me through the day.
That gave me the motivation,
that made me not cry.
They relieved my stress,
they calmed my anxiety,
they silenced the voices,
that speak loudly in my head.
Now I don’t have them,
and everything’s gone awry.
My stress is heightened,
my anxiety insane,
and the voices loud,
making my thoughts broken.
I lost the only thing keeping me going,
and I feel so lost.
I wish this feeling could go away,
but it will never leave,
and I’ll always be suffering,
until I move on.
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