“How are you feeling?” A ‘check-in’, one word. Name an emotion you might have heard? Say something, say anything Anything at all. Just try, and try harder, to break down that wall.
I can’t name it, can’t touch it, can’t hear it or see. It’s everywhere Yet nowhere Full and empty.
I yearn to scream and to cry, Not just inside. But I can’t let it out, I’m too terrified.
Of what I don’t know? It’s part of the fear.
I’ll explode and I’ll shatter with nobody near To hold me together, To rock me to sleep, To comfort and love me, The hate is too deep.
A daily journal of my 30-days as an inpatient at the a mental health hospital