Societal Chains

Having people tell you what you should want, what you should be, what you should look like, and how to behave introduces doubt, fear, and a sense of worthlessness

Feeling broken and powerless with every word that is spit from their mouths

Wanting to block out their words, but being consumed on all sides makes any move nearly impossible

After a while, all of their hate, pain, anger, and fear begins to seep in you like a virus looking to devour every part of you

Finding a cure is hard enough for people who are relatively sane but for someone with mental illness

Every moment of the day can be a battle in itself

When does the battle end?

When does the gasping for each breath come to an end?

Hoping each breath will come as steady as the concrete underneath your feet

Praying for a peace you aren’t even sure exists

Tomorrow can’t come soon enough

Tomorrow has to be better, right?