Poetry about my struggle with my bipolar disorder and a past relationship... |
...Tears... Tears flowing softly down my cheeks under the brightness of the sun... I wonder will this ever go away I feel perplexed with my senses My ups,downs,feelings,and emotions always going on overdrive Understand myself I do not Understand you I will never do I am neither known or educated about my existence inside Not loving life was horrid I know I am here for a reason Wanted to experience a good life Knowing I will soon... I always want to be the person who has the right life But I realize now I have a great life Because it is mine Don't ever take it away It's mine ............................................................................................................................ ...Everything Changes... I was lost within myself today… I was neither here nor there I still do not have the answers I need to be myself I must discover myself but in do time I am disgusted with my past, present, and future existence in my “home” Worries and hopes never leave my head Mindfulness alive and kicking No control for good or bad days I get upset w/misunderstanding people My hope does increase Moreover, worry is decreasing on the mind I hate to be in my idea of neverland inside my heart aches for reality The music is playing so softly almost translucent from reality and it calls my name calling to join everyone there I am willing and ready to get better and happy I need and want with burning desire for the norm My life is complex with wrong feelings and emotions Sadness and rage Back and forth, the pendulum sways thru emotions Back and forth, I go between my two worlds of hope and insane lands Evermore up and down Everything changes… Either good or bad Everything changes… ......................................................................................................................... ...Numb to the reality of life... Sometimes I feel like a broken record And I say things I think I mean but don’t act on them I feel worthless inside my soul in my spirit and mind If things are going well I would take cover if I were you The horrid soon will blow up in my face I feel unworthy, not good enough I don’t deserve the good life To compliment my indiscretions I feel I was born inadequate to perform a real life Drama attracts me like a moth kissing a late night porch light Now and then I get a little bit insecure Wanna go out the door To escape me But no such luck is at will Life rotates at expensive costs, risks, and choices That at times does not solve or is best to fathom So I take my luck as it strides Hopefully towards the best But with my attraction to trouble and hopelessness I am destined hopefully not for a life of pain and misery I don’t know when my thoughts or feelings will change But for now I am this emotion….. .......................................................................................................................... ...Rain... Looking out the window pane I see rain falling down Fast & slow Hard & softly What a life I have What a card I have been dealt Between my ups & downs I feel peace within A calming serenity However, when I am accepting this emotion in my life…. Up & down I go repeatedly again Life is ever changing within & on the outside of me With hope, dreams, pain, grief, sadness, happiness and love No one knows what gift he or she will Receive from life’s evil grab bag You think you know me but you have no idea If you do please do inform me I am a lost conscience without an awakened soul I hope the sun moves in soon… For now it cloudy with a chance of hazyness… .......................................................................................................................... ...Tunnel of Pain... As I stride thru the tunnel of depression I do not know who I am There are tons of mirrors… Distorted,Straight,Mosaic tiled as well I see myself distorted within also As well on the outside I feel as though I am yet a sculpture lifeless and stone cold inside Who am I? The mirrors laugh Speaking with shaking laughing voices they respond A SOUL WHO IS EVER AND ALWAYS WILL BE LOST…. I SCREAM OUT NOOO…!! The mirrors shatter I see the real me I see a light afar I run towards that heavenly light I am almost there I trip and take a bad fall I pass out to the floor with a thump Please someone wake me up????!!!! .......................................................................................................................... ...Dreams so Alive... Blurry dreams not clear at times I know I have… But with that its always blurry cloudy disturbed in my mind It is a very known dream I shall speak of… HIM MAKING THIS REAL This person hiding behind distortion in the mask he holds upon his disturbing existing face Who is this marked soul in this reality of confusion?? I ask myself deeply within In fact he all in all This soul is not a man at all… “He “is me now as I am going thru my pain Blurred yet clear Angry but sadly deepened by pain …………………………………….. ………………………….. ……… … My eyes open up wide and I greet the day Good day The sweet dove you are takes flight Find love in thine eyes and self Today and forever… .......................................................................................................................... I feel I have to explain this one since its almost like two different poems its represents the back and forth mentality I had with a past relationship I had You can almost see the transition of the feelings Hiding Tears behind a Sunny Exterior Lately it’s been hard to stay strong I feel like a ticking bomb I will blow any minute Lonely without you I am weak But with you I am as strong as a mountain I hope you reach me before I blow and bawl myself to death I walk slower with no pep to my step But dragging on for miles I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh I keep your photograph close to my heart Your voice is etched in my mind Dreams are filled with your essence As I have said I am trying to stay strong But half of myself is missing I know we can make it thru But I am dying inside I am broken inside I am lonesome I don’t feel right at all when you’re gone away It’s been awhile since I could hold my head up with pride My head feels like a rushing tide Hiding my tears behind a Sunny exterior Is all I have And my feelings are becoming a whirlwind of races To deserve your hug in the morning and kisses at night was more memorable than a scrapbook of my favorite times I pass my time in my room filled with the good the bad and the evil memory picture scrapbooks Those days I felt alive I couldn’t wait till I got home to spend that time with you alone With you not in my life is empty and paused I know I am supposed to start my life over Make a life mean something but it means nothing without you Hiding tears behind a Sunny exterior Is all I have to stay intact I must say that I am sorry I am not a perfect person I continue being educated with our existence I never meant to do those things to you cause you pain But with yourself you must know you hurt me as well And it still burns I wish it will get to stinging soon My burning inside is killing me badly Hiding tears behind a Sunny exterior So see that I care still but mostly for your well being And health Anything beyond that is for the good memory scrapbook In time I will just have A Sunny Exterior But for now I am just… Hiding tears behind a Sunny exterior ............................................................................................................................... |