Intoxicated by deppression and anxiety.
Well, they say drugs are the worst,
I say deppression and anxiety.
The emotions is my organic Ecstasy
I be floating in between,
While everything seem surreal.
With deppression and anxiety we don't chose
It barge.
We don't expose
We hide.
They are my pride
Once bruised, it's hell.
I serve,
I take care,
And still receive the worst from them.
Can't get used to it
While everytime they hit harder.
I can't run and I won't,
But there will be time
I say my final goodbyes to YOU deppression and anxiety.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Aaaa too good shame😊❤️