APRIL MORNINGS

This article is an instalment of MUSE Magazine’s Mental Health Theme Week, taking place from October 25th to October 30th, 2021.  TRIGGER WARNING: ARTICLE CONTAINS DISCUSSIONS OF MENTAL HEALTH, MENTAL ILLNESS, AND SUICIDE, WHICH MAY BE A TRIGGER FOR SOME READERS.  DISCLAIMER: THE AUTHOR WANTS TO ACKNOWLEDGE AND MAKE IT KNOW THAT THESE ARE THEIR PERSONAL EXPERIENCES. THE AUTHOR WOULD LIKE TO RECOGNIZE THAT OTHER PEOPLE HAVE OTHER EXPERIENCES AND THAT NO TWO PEOPLE ARE THE SAME.  April MorningsBy: Sasha Lechtzier I want to wake up unshakenThey say it’s only time  On the hardest of mornings And the day after that It’s the darks voice I hear that calls and responds  The rain is not to blame It’s April and it’s warm The sun will make the green even greener But I am not reminded  The quiet days are goneInstead, I can hear people calling out my name Come out, they say Come play, they say But I have no intention of responding   I wake up every morning to fight the same demon That left me so tired the night before  If hair is dead how does it keep growing?Can I keep growing?Do I want to keep growing?  Everything arrives too late except in the movies,It’s all too good to be trueThe princess finds her missing slipper And you’re supposed to believe that could happen to you  But it won’t happen to youAnd if it does it will be days, months, years too late The thing is no one told us we’d all grow up to be orphans In a lost and confusing world Disconnected from the people who matter most To be alive in this world means to actually be born To show the world who you areTo say you’ll fight the appearance they all want you to put onI guess you could say I missed that part