Like humpty I fell off the wall
And couldn’t get back
up
I tried and tried but
still I’d fall
Built up by buttercup
I went in for a brain
transplant
The one I had was bad
They told me there is
always hope
To fix the one I had
But I told them it’s no
use
It was broken up in
pieces
I need a new one now I
said
Before this pain
increases
I was taking meds and
talking
It worked no longer
more
I’d hoped that they’d
believe me
And not send me out the
door
They had no beds the
first day
The second or the third
But they promised they
would help me
I felt like I was heard
A week went by
And then another
Overstaying my welcome
With my father and my
mother
There were too many
sick to take
A bed would not be free
That was the harsh
reality
At least, it was for me
I got word of a special place
Where they teach
recovery
For adults with mental
health issues
Adults just like you
and me
I went to school
But not to learn a
trade
To gain skills to
manage mood
That my illness
currently forbade
My lunch packed up
And my shoes tied tight
Ready to learn
And to see the light
I had no tools, I told
them
They said we have them
here
You can take them home
with you to use
When things again get
hard to bear
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