I am Janae
Depression hit me like a rock
Everyone said I’d get through it,
I was all alone.
I had anger, tears and lots of fears.
Counseling, doctors and nightmares.
Nothing will help;
I will never be better.
You went to jail, I thought I would die.
They sent me to this group,
And slowly healing came.
I’m not alone.
I thank my sister and God for bringing it to light.
What was really going on.
And now I must fight
To get back what was taken.
I’m better than I was back then.
I’m thankful for the person I am.
I am Janae.