Me Again

I’m beginning to feel like myself again,

The me before it got bad,

Before the darkness surrounded me,

Before I got told I was mad

Well not mad as such,

That’s not the word they used,

Rather a list of complicated nouns,

That left me rather confused

They prodded and poked,

Deep inside of my brain,

Trying to determine,

Wether or not I was sane

They decided I wasn’t,

Well, not fully at least,

They say I get too paranoid,

And my anxiety is increased

The meds make me drowsy,

They make me break out,

I lay awake all night long,

My thoughts are full of doubt

As the days go by,

I find it easier to cope,

They say I’m making progress,

And suddenly, there is hope

Hope that one day I’ll be me again,

The me I was before,

The me before I got swallowed up,

And each day felt like a chore

One day I’ll see the light once more,

And everything won’t be grey,

I know I’ll be that me again,

One day