Mental illness....

These covers, like many soldiers, are protecting me from the world
My emotions like so many bullets are relentlessly unfurled
The reasons for my avoidance of everything that is out there
Are found in my diagnosis and the things I cannot share..

So be my friend and my helper and my advocate and my guide
When others choose to mock me, be you ever at my side
The frightfulness of the hours and the minutes of every day
Will slowly disappear whenever you will come my way...

I walk around in my phobias.. afraid of the many noises
Voices, I keep on hearing, speak uncertainty and of choices
No one can understand it the intensity of the situation
I'm suffering from paranoias and a childhood of negation

So be my friend and my helper and my advocate and my guide
When others choose to mock me, be you ever at my side
The frightfulness of the hours and the minutes of every day
Will slowly disappear whenever you will come my way

Like any of the illnesses, mine is challenging as can be
So don't judge me or condemn me for the things you cannot see
I need it, your understanding, your friendship and your love
My mental illness is a burden until you help me rise above...

So be my friend and my helper and my advocate and my guide
When others choose to mock me, be you ever at my side
The frightfulness of the hours and the minutes of every day
Will slowly disappear whenever you will come my way