To Be Honest

To be honest,

My heart aches.

My body even worse,

My emotions?

All over the place.

My mental state?

I won’t even.

What’s the reason?

Lord only knows.

I’m drowning,

Even though I’m trying.

Trying to stay strong,

Strong enough for those I love.

Even for those I hate.

Shit I guess I’m too late,

This depression this stress.

Might as well take the shoelace express.

Take a walk on the dark side?

Nah could never be me.

To be honest?

I’m really not ok.

Hey y’all…

Forgive me if this doesn’t seem like the happy go lucky poetry I usually write.

My mental health hasn’t been the greatest, but I’m still trying to be the same ole happy me. Some days are easier than others. I’m still trying to smile and be happy but just…I can’t help but cry because deep inside I’m hurting.

I can’t explain it fully, but just know my mental health hasn’t been the greatest. I’m reaching out asking for help:

I’ll be okay, I promise 😞💔

-Randi