This is a poem about finding the joy in yourself. When you take medicine for one mental illness or another, they are not the cure. If you are one of the millions taking pills, please do not stop them without the direction of your direction. I still take them, but I know they are not what is going to “solve” my problems. They help give you a head-start to your life. But, it doesn’t stop there. It is a conversation with your mind every day.
Will you give into the dark, or work constantly to see the joy of a glance that could show you there is still hope? Of course you are trying hard every day. Mental illness is a battle. But, through the struggle remember to take one simple day for yourself.
Go to the beach. Step outside of your house. Paint. Draw. Cook. Talk with a friend. Find a friend. Smile at the people passing by. Try to make happiness at work your goal. If the darkness passes over your head, tell it that it does not belong in this vessel.
Tell it that you are better than what it has done to you. It will take time. But for each day, take a little step to yourself.
You don’t need pills to smile
While they aid in the main
symptom
They give
another side effect
The beach is medicine
Living is perspective
Step out of your mind
Help when you can
You will find joy in the poorest of minds
They don’t have much
Not much to complain about
Life is simple
When you go back to your
roots
Visit the sun today
5 minutes may show you
A hint of
Light
You don’t need those pills to smile
But they will help for awhile
@ Camile McGregor
Beautiful lines!
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Thank you so much π
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Your words made me smile π
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aww so sweet
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