My Struggles With Mental Illness

I am a semi-recluse
Mental illness is my excuse

I have no energy at all
I have a terrible pall

I lie in bed most of the day
I feel like I’m fading away

I long to have energy
To walk and be free

Instead, I am stuck inside
I have nothing to hide

Chronic fatigue is no joke
I’m a lethargic bloke

I also deal with insomnia
It would be to have euphoria

My mental illness is a heavy yoke
It doesn’t help that I’m broke

I have bad anxiety
It makes me worry excessively

I hear voices in my mind
They are not kind

These spirits bother me so much
Sometimes reality is out of touch

I’ve struggled for over twenty years
With horrific hallucinations and tears

Most people are ignorant of mental illness
The stigma is real and so are the fears

My eldest sister Vi helps me a lot
We are roommates and best friends at heart

I can’t wait until I get a glorified body
All my days shall then be jolly

by Zachary Uram
(C) 2025