Strong

I’m a man I’m meant to be strong,

Yet it’s completely wrong

Look happy from the outside

But slowly dying inside.

Voices are confusing am I going insane?

This can’t be my brain?

I thought I was strong

Yet I was so wrong

I caved more than once or twice,

Gambling with life

But there is no dice.

Drs say take this it will help you

Not the one but two

But they don’t tell you

They will make you feel lifeless

Not sad not angry not even happiness

Brain dead like a zombie

Is this what life is meant for me?

Now I know the drugs don’t work

They just make me worse

Suppose to be a gift

But more like a curse.

Finally got a diagnosis

Depression and psychosis

But let’s not forget the anxiety

The only medicine that helped was friends and family

Then I found the woman I've been waiting for

The good drug I was happy to crave for

Suddenly life meant more

Than I was able to wish for

If I could share this feeling I would

I thank her everyday for bringing me what no one could .

Thomas roe.