Acceptance

Initially I accepted my diagnosis

With open arms

Acceptance helped me

Out of mental hell

Years later 

While stable and on meds

I felt perfect 

With no voices 

I began to doubt my diagnosis 

And eventually went off my meds 

So back into hell I went 

I got into heaps of trouble 

& For my own good

I was sent to a hospital 

Where I got back on my meds

I struggled for years after that 

Because the meds didn’t work

Like they used to

But ever so slowly 

I found my serenity 

And crept back to reality 

It was a rocky road

I learned the hard way

What I should never have doubted 

From here on out

My breakthrough voices will always remind me

Of what I am 

Schizoaffective is my diagnosis