The thick grey clouds engulf me
There is no sign of the brilliant moon
The path seems so obscure you cannot find your way
Saving grace of the tiny fluttering wings who brings you light
It beckons me to follow
I have nothing to lose
I’m brought to a castle with warm glows inside
And made to wait
For seeds need ro be watered and loved
And the days will pass and pass
And while the soup is brimming hot and that old crock pot
Warms the air with a soft glow of freedom and peace
And no despair
A simple thought while you stir the pot
And feast on today’s delight
Patience , patience
Fight for that light
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.