Pathetic prose and paltry poetry

‘tis all that escapes the cage within me

Noisy numbers, withered flowers 

‘tis all that remains of the hopes that plagued me

Being is burdened, 

‘til death embraceth me

Zaid Ismail

Author, life coach, and mental health activist. We need to change the narrative from disorders, illnesses, and survival to accountability, understanding, and thriving.

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