Flying in circles,
Spiraling down,
Headed straight
For the barren ground.
Screaming for my god
To save me today.
If only have mercy,
A bit of grace.
I see the red flags
Following me.
Everyone knows
My mind tends to flee.
Can you see the remnant
Of my failing try?
Can you see me fall
From up on high?
I’m headed down
To the barren ground,
To dig me a hole
And never come out.
A “normal” day
Is an unusual occurrence
For those of us
With bipolar.
But if our meds
Are doing what they’re supposed to,
And drama is kept to a minimum,
Occasionally,
We might find ourselves
Having a normal day.
I had a normal day today,
And it felt good.
Not so stressful
As a typical day,
I wasn’t anxious
Like I usually am.
I was just me,
Living life,
Almost like a normal person.
Bell ring sound thing but how ding dong
Do you think I’m able to drink from the
Fountain of mirth slow table so search
Drab covers hide glad tidings minuet so
Delve into duty with one foot on the base
Careful one means cautious two for you.
So much to chat about but not the will to
Chat. How was yours? Mine was fine.
Hope you are well. Being well is half the
Battle. Sometimes soft, soothing songs.
Miles of smiles cramp my style.
I sing because I’m drunk, I say.
Nothing to worry about.
The same old message, coming clean.
The same old, same old everything.
Can you tell I’d rather be there?
Can you see the when and the where?
I care about her much,
All her loved ones and such.
I am just not in synch.
I’m trailing badly. That’s what I think.
If you’ve got a bit of luck,
You can help me get unstuck.
If you think that there is hope
I’ll be gliding down a slope.
I will trust the good God’s keeping.
You won’t catch me if I’m weeping.
I’ll make sure there is a gift.
It’s such a thrill. My face will lift.
We’ll provide a settlement.
Would you like a candy spearmint?
Crawling under, torn asunder.
Beloved stolen, booming thunder.
Please excuse the mighty cry.
Nothing proven, when you died.
Angels gliding through the air.
I won’t suffer. I don’t care.
Vivid memories closing in.
Wasting away, growing thin.
What’s the difference if I go?
What’s the point of to and fro?
I just want a soothing moment.
I just want a second chance.
Only we can see the answer.
Only you can keep the balance.
Sloping down and then back up, like a speeding truck, I am searching for your love. Transubstantiate, lift then push, then go all out, a mystery solved, doubts soothed, memories calmed, nightmares called what they are. Do you dream at night? I do. I fly through the sky on my back, steering with my feet. Trial size.
Sharing smothered thoughts,
Restricted feelings abound.
Hesitation rules the imagination,
Hiding from the truth,
Although it tortures me.
Yearning for stability,
Some kind of consistency.
If only I could have it both ways!
Clash bang stifle swing
Drop dank doom dapple
Blood dip zoom rip
Tangle bow envelope
Tip swipe baffle whack
Cringe kick cleats quit
Running screaming
Hiding hoping praying
Giving sparing mercy
Mop clean wash sanitize
Heal suture thread close
Swallow drink cook heat
Wrap cover warm soothe
Peace generosity charity
Love blessing forgive
Friends enjoy justice.
Thunder crashes,
Lightning flashes,
Mother Nature
Says hello.
In my quiet home,
I sit absolutely still,
And watch
And listen to the rain.
Funny how,
Sometimes,
Life can be so peaceful,
And yet, so full of tension.
We fight against
The coming tide
Of life as usual, that is,
Pain and struggle
To overcome
The challenges
That come before us
On a daily basis,
All the time
We seek to draw
Strength
From deep inside,
From an endless
Flowing river
Of peace
And tranquility.
And yet,
Sometimes,
That river of power
Becomes blocked
By worries,
By doubts,
By discouragement.
It is in those times
Of difficulty,
If we are wise,
We stop and watch,
And listen
To the thunder
Of holiness,
The lightning
Of sacrifice,
And the merciful
Raindrops
Of ever flowing,
Beautiful Grace.
When we do this,
Our hearts,
Our minds,
And our bodies
Become renewed
With a wonderful
Power of light
And blessing.
We can look
Our pain and struggle
In the face again,
And smile.
Stumbling along the sidewalk 