Mentally Ill

But I have no fun
On my birthday hour~
being sick of mind,
Only a hell I see,
My felicity.

by Luis Estable

Comments (4)

Great poem. I felt like I was reading a story to which I could relate.
there's a truth in this poem tht make me feel regret...i like ths tell the truth about a life of someone that take it for granted.
I love this poem, BP certainly has a way of capturing regret and soul-searching. Brilliant. HG: -) xx
An old favourite, this gently regretful poem. Rings more true with the passing years. Beautiful.