Can’t get up, can’t sleep, my depression finally got the best of me Down to 90 lbs, I should eat, but this house is my only safety
On the other hand, my anxiety playing tricks on me Turned me into someone I didn’t want to be
If you don’t do something now You’ll never be able to breathe “You’re crazy” is what my ex said to me Or was it the lies my anxiety told to me?
Closed my door at work thinking I’m hard at work When in reality it’s because even the second Xanax didn’t work The tears flowed What if I told Someone But who would even know what to do My hurt is my own It’s better if I’m alone With this pain No one needs share in this pain Finally picked up the phone “What’s wrong with me?” It hurts to breathe Please, I don’t want to stay living this way
I was 28 Diagnosed with anxiety and depression But help’s on the way Because there’s always a way To get through the pain It’s never too late It’s a shame we’re so scared To talk about our emotional pain When really our body and our minds Are one in the same
Your pain is real You matter to me You don’t have to do any of this alone It’s ok to seek therapy It’s ok to not be everything you’re “supposed to be” To everyone
Take a walk by yourself Or with someone You trust Trust me, you aren’t alone And the world would be a much darker place if you’re gone .
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