Mental health; a state of mind
but at times it’s hard to find.
Though we always know it’s there
sometimes we just don’t know where.
So in our search we can go wrong
and travel where we don’t belong.
Finding demons inside our head;
finding reasons to be dead.
Finding pills might make us well
but often they have their own hell.
To find the path without a guide
leads us astray; the answers hide.
That can be the roughest road
bent low by illnesses load.
There is a path, but it’s through pain;
the journey back to being sane.
The way is there but tread with care
‘cos sanity’s alive out there.