Updated: Dec 15, 2020
Foreword: My thoughts on, is it odd to think that at times, my mental health really bores me. And how my mind convinces me that others perceive me in a negative way. This led the piece to grow into how it plays out in my head. Yet, remembering my faith, remembering the darkest days do not last forever.
Would it be odd?
To say I bore myself to tears?
As I hear myself say I feel great
Its been my stock answer for years..
When I tell you what's real for me
Why is my first instinct to apologise?
Is it because I feel unworthy
When I look into your eyes?
But who wants to hear me say?
Actually I'm in deep
So low to the ground
I've crashed and burned, charred in a heap..
I pray to God
With contradicting faith and despair
As in my darkest times
He has a light and knows I'm there..
When the mist eventually clears
I can clearly see
Not to believe the disparity
That started to define me..
(©) Dom Giddy 2020