Original Poem: Mental Contraband

Make me whole, don't strip me away. I can't take, take another day of let-down and disgrace, I look in the mirror with trepidation and reverance. I can't help but fall apart at the seams and want to tear way this face. I just want to see the sun shine and be alive once more, let me be free of the restraints of depression.

Free once again, that's all I really need to make me complete. I can't tell up from down sometimes, each day after the next it's like the soundtrack of my life is stuck on repeat. I don't need your tears or false sympathy, I have no regard for fake and empty promises. Just help me get rid of this lonely facade and mend my broken thoughts.

Unload this mental contraband, take it all from me. The burden is too heavy, it clouds my vision and not allowing me to see...bring me out of exile and let me live the life I deserve.