what mental illness can feel like

The worst place I can be is alone with myself.

I am my own worst enemy.

Nothing creates the tumultuous state I am in,

No circumstances or people,

It is, in fact, my own brain and its responses.

 

I rapidly progress to a place of wondering what is real,

What is true?

I feel lost, inside,

My own head.

But who could know the way out,

Better than me?

 

I feel like I am losing myself,

As well as my mind.

 

How do I make it quiet?

How do I make a simple decision?

How do I find peace?

 

I strive to accept this state of being,

To accept what I feel,

To accept who I am,

To accept my story,

To accept the difficult feelings,

To accept my reduced capacity,

To accept my struggle.

 

To bear with myself,

And show unconditional love,

That casts no judgment,

Not just to everyone else,

But also, to me.

 

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