It’s Okay Not to Be Okay
What My Mental Illness Feels Like
My mental illness has no sympathy
“It comes and goes in waves”
It’s breaks me down
It takes away my sunshine
Days go by and I wonder if the storm will ever end
Day after day, fighting my head
“Kill yourself” it says
“No one likes you” it says
“Don’t answer that phone call, what if you can’t say no” it says
But I brave it with a smile until..
I break
I end up in the mental hospital
Somewhere I’m ashamed of
But somewhere I need to be
It’s okay not to be okay
-Morgan Walsh
About the Creator
Morgan walsh
I am a 21 year old soon to be nurse!
“It’s a beautiful day to be alive”
Gym rat, musician, poet, YouTuber
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