A letter to Anne Sexton
I too have felt the strain of the heavy shackles that held me tight
Far away from the lock and key
Thoughts as dark as night
No peace to be found
I see those hideous creatures all around
They barf in our brain but the tears don’t stain
They lie before me in the shadows of the cell
Peace out, peace out
This is hell, yet wait, for the very next day
Alas! A light a beacon in disguise, something heavenly took me by surprise
I am thrown the key and I unlock the gates.
How can this be?
Meadows and flowers all around
Soft smell of the sun’s glow
Silvery lakes and waterfalls.
Ah, this is the place I know the best.
This indeed the place to be.
I rise and rise and I lift my crown I seek the stars in the clouds
I too have stepped into the bright lights of the white rooms
With kings and queens racing all around
They want to shut it down
Find the place that suits them the best.
They robbed me of my riches, succumbing to the norm
Catch me, catch me if you can
A place I know best and I can stand my ground.
I too have weathered both these storms
I ride the tide with a superman cape
I am not like you anymore
I will not have the same fate.
Welcome to my blog. I have been journal writing for years. I took a course in Creative writing and found I enjoy writing short stories and poetry. I write more when I am hypomanic or manic.
I went into Rehab for Alcohol Addictions and have been sober for fourteen years.
Shortly after I quit drinking I was diagnosed with Bipolar 2, I have since been diagnosed with Bipolar 1.
I enjoy talking about my story, for people to learn or relate. I try and have a healthy lifestyle and try to use my coping strategies. Life is just too boring without Bipolar, it is a blessing but yet sometimes a curse.
I am currently working on a book and dream of publishing one day.
I am so excited to have found Wordpress.
This is my new adventure.