Lying in bed
Sheets over my head
Hands covering my eyes
I cry

For hours
Mentally crippled
With no motivation to move
No motivation to try

I ask myself why
Why do I feel this way inside
Why does my mind play tricks on me
And why must I always lie

I’m fine, I say
Knowing damn well the danger
Of me lying here
Just waiting to die

[Original poem by me, A.G.]