The Funeral Procession
The following is a poem about my depression, OCD, and anxiety disorder on its worst days. It may appear dramatic, but these feelings can be very real for all those who relate to having a mental illness. Some days will be good while others will be bad, but healing isn't linear! Writing out these cloudy thoughts has helped me to release a lot of pent up emotion that I have been storing. Ultimately, I hope my readers can find solace in these words too, and that they know they are not alone.
