Deadly creatures in the air
Invisible to the naked eye
Looming in darkness and light too
Fears of the unknown creeping in my chest
What will happen next? Will I die too?
Isolation at it’s best
We don’t even have to get dressed
As we sit and eat, as there is nothing to do
Or decided to just not eat
The hazy days, not black, not white
Fill my eyes, but not by delight
Creeping up from under the bed
I watch and watch in dread
I wonder if it is all in my head.
Horror is in the news I lay my head down and weep
I would like to hide in my sleep
For not a soul is safe
In this treacherous place
Where we have gone before.
Ice cubes fill my tray
I can no longer pray
For even that is tested at times
I can’t even believe there are even fines.
Thick cloaks of rags
Our faces all sag
All we can do is sit and wait
And hope for the very best 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.