Dear diary,

i do not know if this is what you were after

but out of my story, i will give you a chapter

it all started when i got my heart broken

i put that pen to paper spilling out all of my emotion

i treat poetry

as my own personal diary

in my mind there is a threesome

i am a hostage with no freedom

owned by depression, anxiety, and post traumatic stress disorder

everyday is a constant battle of torture plus trauma

but those three girls are my motivation to write

they are the reason i get up in the morning, put on gloves, ready to fight

they are the only love that i have ever known

without them, i would be completely alone

maybe not entirely, because luckily

yes, misery loves my company

and i am sorry i know that this is not the easiest topic

but mental health is part of our identity, it is symbolic

i need help, i am not ashamed to say

but me and you, we will be okay

i hope you got to know me

from this piece of my story

and i am so sure

that i would love to hear yours