Deep within my unbalanced soul
Irrational illusions swirl violently like a storm of
Speculation with no justification; no rationale.
Tenacious and caustic, depriving me of vital
Reflection essential to manifest an
Awareness to keep me grounded.
Caged in my mind; automatic thinking
Takes charge with abstract perception
In place of pleasant clarity and
Optimistic observation of the world around me.
Nobody realizes the torment it brings.
Mental illness is a very real thing. If you or someone you know needs help, the National Suicide and Crisis Lifeline is available 24 hours a day. It’s not scary. It’s not shameful. It’s a connection to someone when you need it the most. Call or text 988. Not sure how to start the conversation? Comment below and I will be happy to give you some ice-breakers. We all need something to break, right? Maybe you’ll break free.
About the Creator
Kali Fox-Jirgl
I am a heavy coffee drinker, overthinker, writer, & artist who delights in the power of words and their ability to develop little nuggets of wisdom, imagination, emotion, and inspiration.
I also run a circus of teenage monkeys.
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