I have shed
Many a tear
Due to mental illness
Inner voices I do hear
My mind doesn’t work
As it should
Jesus died for my sins
He hung on a cross of wood
I know we all must suffer
But in Christ our victory is won
He resurrected on Sunday
I will forever praise the Son
I get very depressed
Every single day
I lack motivation
I want to feel gay
I’ve struggled with insomnia
A side effect of one of my drugs
My thoughts are troubled
I tell my sister Vi, and she shrugs
Living with Vi
Is good for my mental health
Her support and companionship
Means more to me than wealth
One day in the future
My mind will be whole, you see
No more hallucinations or delusions
I’ll be finally free
by Zachary Uram
(C) 2026
