Here's a little something I wrote that discusses hospitalisation and mental health ....

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MY SECOND HOSPITAL STAY
And I knew I wasn’t right

So I planned on going that Friday night

And I knew I wasn’t okay

Making it the perfect place for me to stay

See, for most, a mental hospital isn’t a choice

It’s one of those things where you are left without a voice

Brought there suddenly against your will

Then before you know it, you are given a bunch of random pills

But for me, it was where I was supposed to be

And, at least at first, I wasn’t hoping to be set free

Yes, come Saturday morning, I’d be where I belonged

And with time, my mind would right its wrongs

I was there before, just two years prior

And just like then, my situation was dire

I had lost my grip all over again

Me and sanity were in a fight and were no longer friends

I heard voices, and I had delusions

It really was the whole nine

But if I knew one thing to be true

It was that I’d get better in time

And I did

Conversations helped me to get through

Because other than coloring, what else was there to do?

We were united by a singular bond

So we had no choice but to keep each other strong

And when I was at my worst, I looked at their eyes for motivation

And each glance served as an encouraging confirmation

Cheering me on and saying

“You’re on the right path-I know the journey is long, but there’s no turning back”

And if there was anything I believed in, it was that

I was there to get better, and I would in time

I thought it’d be a breeze, but life had other designs

At my lowest, I was a mess

That is more than safe to say

Singing parts of random songs to make me feel more okay

At my lowest, I was a joke

I can look back and admit

Playing ball without a hoop

Playing catch without a mitt

Family and friends were waiting on the outside

But I was in no rush because I knew had to get myself right

And I did

After two weeks, I was good to go

The new medicine’s effects had started to show

I had reached a place of serenity

I had reached a place of calm

My mind was no longer my enemy

And I was ready to move on

Life would only get better

That much I believed

Because my goal from the beginning

Was rightfully achieved

My Journey Through Madness
Kristie Townsend (c)
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