Amy Peter


Choking on the lies I tell myself

The lies I can't help but believe

Choking on the tears

The tears that fall for no reason at all

Choking on the fear

The constant fear of being misunderstood

Choking on the bad feelings

The bad feelings that take over

Choking on the good feelings

The feelings depression won't let me feel

Choking on the air

The air anxiety won't let me breathe freely

Choking, always choking

Mental illness grabs me by the throat and won't let go

It leaves me in an everyday battle gasping for air

Some days I win, some days I lose

Strangled by my thoughts