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Jul 22
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
Written by
BFG75  49/F/UK
(49/F/UK)   
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