Sickness

Would you miss me if I died?

Would the weight of my sickness be lifted from your shoulders?

Would my sadness be rinsed from your hands?

Could you go on without me,

as if I never existed?

I feel I am a burden on this world sometimes

The threat of insanity follows me

like a dark shadow always

does my darkness scare you?

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Categories: Addiction, Anxiety, bipolar disorder, Creative Writing, Depression, Grief, Mania, Mental Health, OCD, PTSD, Self Esteem, Suicide, Writing

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