And I shall end National Poetry Month with this depressing poem. I wrote this a couple years ago in the middle of my breakdown stage. And I'm quite happy to say that I'm glad to have survived and am doing much, much better. Most days I don't even feel depressed. Things are looking up.
Sometimes it feels like the only choice
Unless things get better
I fear I will have no other option
Choices are limited
I feel as if I would be better off
Dead
Except I can't bring myself to pull the trigger
April is national poetry month and autism awareness month. For someone so open about their autism I found it unusual you didn't mention it. Is there a reason you for that?
ReplyDeleteAutism Awareness Month is sponsored by Autism $peaks which is a horrible organization that neither I nor any autistic people I know support.
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