Diagnosis
Abismo Cavado e Medicado
They gave me a name
For what I feel
A icd
An acronym
A pretty code
As if naming the pain
Were already the cure
As if the diagnosis
Could mend the fracture
I take the pill
I smile so as not to scare anyone
I pretend I'm fine
So no one questions me
Inside, the abyss throbs
It groans
It won't let me go
And the health I lack
Has no plan
Has no strength
Diagnosis
They gave me a label
Diagnosis
But they didn't give me a way out
I exist between appointments
And endless waits
Diagnosis
The wound still bleeds
The healthcare system
Is a line
Is a deadline
Is funding
Is waiting six months
For a crisis that's getting worse
It's the two-minute doctor
Who knows you only through test results
And mental health
That's become a campaign slogan
Sartre said
That existence precedes essence
But how can one exist
When the mind loses its presence?
Condemned to be free
Inside a mind at war
It's not weakness
It's the struggle no one sees
Don't tell me it'll pass
I've heard that before
Don't tell me it's a choice
It's not just a phase
It's blood
Don't tell me there's a cure
When there isn't even a treatment
I exist with the pain
And that in itself is resistance
I am not the diagnosis
I am not the medication
I am not the crisis
Nor the waiting line
I am more than my condition
I exist
I resist
I persist
This won't erase me