You took me away from myself,

I didn't know that was possible.

Most days,

Spent in bed.

Curtains closed,

Lights off.

Cry myself to sleep,

Didn’t say a peep.

We all wear masks,

Some more than others.

Happy mask, sad mask,

Angry mask.

It takes bravery to take off that mask,

No one ever really does.

One day my mask was ripped off,

By my problems.

My weakness shined through.

I was involuntarily admitted.

Ice cold floors and gowns paper thin,

People you think are crazy.

Some schizophrenic,

Others bipolar.

But you?

You’re just depressed,

Why are you here?

“I don’t belong here.”

Yes, you do.

After time you realize,

Your emotions and feelings are real.

My weaknesses,

They're not weaknesses,

They’re bumps in the road.

Character development if you will.

But now I'm aware,

Aware of my thoughts and emotions.

Through therapy.

A lot of therapy,

And sole searching.

Your emotions are real.

You are real.

You are IMPORTANT.