Sit back, relax, and listen to a book of poems.

1

SCHIZOPHRENIA: A POETRY

A voice of a man

Told me to kill myself

Someone is in my head

Instructing me to overdose

A voice of another man

Told me to wash everything

A voice of three giants

Shout at me to wash again and again

I feel like snakes is going to come out from every corner of the room

I feel like a man with machete is coming to attack me

I feel like there is monster in the kitchen

I can't look at anybody's eyes

OCD: A POETRY

Anxiety is killing me

Obsessive Compulsive Disorder

Is controlling me

Imagination and fear froze me

I can't touch the doorknob

I can't touch anything without washing my hands right after

I'm convinced my hands and all the plates are full of germs

I wash and wash

Because it's all dirty and dirty

I have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder

In short OCD

ANXIETY: A POETRY

DEPRESSION: A POETRY

I keep crying without a reason

I can't move

I just lay in my bed

Waiting for sleep to catch me again

Mental health recovery is a lifelong journey

There will be setbacks on the way

And you can't 'snap out' of it

Mental health is equally important as physical health

I can't smile

I don't feel happy

Everything seems wrong

And I'm miserable

I can't go out of the house

I love to live

I will seek medical health

From a psychiatrist

And get back on my feet

And come back again all bulk up

Stronger than before

SUICIDE: A POETRY

In accordance with May, the mental-health-awareness month, I wrote this.

SUICIDE

It's an act of ending one's suffering

But I tell you that moment when we are

Near death

Is the moment when we will

Want to live

A simple act of

Watching the television

With milk and oreo

In the morning

Is known as surviving

But I can tell for sure

That depression is a real thing

And it leads to suicide

I wish all will seek medical help

And know that they don't have to

Live in torment for the rest of their

Life

#seekhelp #listenandlove

UNDERNEATH THE NORMAL LAYER: A POETRY BOOK

MOTHER

O Mother! What would I do without you?

I am a gloomy sunset ready to go down

But you are a sunrise ready to hold me up

Tell me now how to survive

Focus on the priority of life

You said

Focus on surviving each day

You said

I said

how do I do that

I said

Teach me and I'll learn

Fight for each step of the way

Rest in the midnight bloom

Jump at every opportunity

To become happy and healthier soon

This is an audiobook on Christian Poems