Nope

Welcome to my mental health brain
Its got 3am, cannot sleep once again
My mind is a mess, my tears will not cease
My demons have on a very short lease

I am worried again. I think of years
Of what ifs?. Again with the tears
Will I die alone with a broken heart
Would people care when I depart?

Silly really. The future won't be changed 
Less they find a cure for the deranged
Writing this poem. My words bring, some, nope 
Even though my brain is saying nope