September is Mental Health Awareness Month. It also happens to be Random Act of Kindness month. Coincidence?
Enjoy this poem that channels what I’ve felt during some of the worst times in my life. I will never be the happy giddy kid I was prior to my mental health issues but writing turned out to be life saving to me…literally. So be kind to one another, you just never know who might need that smile. It could mean the difference between life and death.
the ground beneath my feet quivers.
With sunken, hollow eyes I wait.
Before long, the collapse begins.
Each perfectly woven tangle crumbles,
my mind a flurry with emotional torture.
There are smiles to disguise the anguish,
just as there is camouflage to hide the predator.
What once was perfect can no longer be;
where I was broken, I cannot be molded like before.
Before is now a mirage, a dream.
Because all I know now is imperfection and
Cruelty can come in many forms,
sometimes the outside merely fuels the fire within.
Because sometimes the greatest threat
to my own happy ending isn’t someone else.
© 2015 by Amber L. Hoppa