Wings of a (Fallen) Angel
In the fables In the tales Their beauty unsurpassed Ivory feathers serve as wings Gliding higher Surveying our earth beneath How we longed to fly Not merely gliding But soaring towards heavens above Oh, but
Running in Wonderland
Deep in slumber I fall… Down Alice’s rabbit hole Thru the looking glass I’ve taken a potion or two To get thru the day Now the mirror is shattered Seven years of bad luck and
Stars
It’s 2 o’clock In the morning. Thump. Thump. Thump. Goes my heart. I inhale sharply No breath reaches inside Burning ache fills my chest Air is replaced with tears They drown me from
Midnight Quiet
A few moments are midnight… Everyone is asleep except for myself. I attempt to wile away my insomnia with television, books, and social media. Surprise, none of it works. In the bitter cold of January,
Blind Man
You’re a blind man Struggling to find your way In a world full of darkness In your ear you hear her siren song But my dearest She is terribly off key Listen as you ought
Lessons.
Lessons… Grammar. Math. Driving. Dancing. Life lessons are missing. We are not graded on life. With this post, I begrudgingly acknowledge I fail everyday. I forget to finish the laundry, I feed my son fast
A Night Like This…
The day begins. It is bright with sunshine and it smells like sweet grass. The hours pass by in my manic blur. All I recall is happiness before the dusk settles in and night falls.
Fade To Black…
Erratic. Loud. Amazing. Callous. Cold. Spoiled. Beautiful. Manic. Crazy. These words have been used to describe me, label me, and judge me. When one does not understand something, the first instinct is to attempt
For What It’s Worth …
For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the
Catching Up
Before I was diagnosed as bipolar, I had the benefit of the doubt. Perhaps I was having a bad day, I was just moody, I some up on the wrong side of the bed. I