Opening up about my struggles with mental health (A poem)

My mental health is far from wealth, 

That's why I'm getting help. 

All this is far from swell. 

In fact, sometimes I feel like hell. 

I went down this path and fell.

I don't often hear the call of the light, 

But rather the sound of the crow in darkness. 

Sometimes I feel worthless, 

Other times I feel fearless, 

Sometimes, just hopeless.

I know I will not be like this all the days, 

The light will continue to shine through in small ways, 

Until there is nothing but light,

Nothing but experience, 

Nothing but strength.

Until I experience nothing but joy. 

I will keep fighting against this void. 

The void is calling me, 

and sometimes I can hear the faint sound of the devil’s voice.

I will keep fighting against this void. 

Never give up, never give in. 

If you do not stand firm in time of weakness, 

you will never get a chance to win. 

One day you will  wear your struggle proud! 

Wear it like a badge of honor, 

because you fought hard and earned it. 

Shout it out to a crowd!

Never give up!

Never give in, until you reach the end!

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