Sitting still in noisy silence Windows open, letting in life. Attempting to be in the moment, Clock ticking ‘til I see my wife.
Needing to be held. Needing to be touched. Needing to hear that I’m worth so much. Needing to know this is not all in vain, To believe I have strength to live through the pain.
Just know that I tried. Tried to face what’s inside.
I tried to be strong I tried to breathe But these crashing waves are overwhelming me.
I can’t stand feeling this way, despite what I try. I just need some peace. Please let me die.
A daily journal of my 30-days as an inpatient at the a mental health hospital