World Mental Health Day (October 10)

When world becomes too small

And time is too confining

I find an oven for my sadness

An asylum for peace

I hang my dreams naked

From my indifferent ceiling

And shoot the voice in my head

I find a river bed for my sleep

Or my last beaten drink

Yet at times

Accidentally

Before I find all this

I manage to write my last note
To be delivered posthumously