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
Regrets and Lessons
As I sit in my bedroom, pitch dark except for the glow of my smartphone, I could not help but think of regret. Now, with my oh so sunny disposition and delightful demeanor, how could
Such Is Life
We have fleeting moments in our existence. They are like grains of sand, slipping by quickly, transient. In these moments, we meet people. These individuals may be friend or nemesis, or merely someone who says
Chemistry of Depression
The problem with looking back is seeing your mistakes; the people you left behind and vice versa. I cannot put into words the pain I feel on a near constant basis. Is it chemical like
Witching Hour Lullaby
Long after the witching hour When I should be in slumber As my heart is so tired I lay awake Glancing from time to time At my memories Like a bedtime story They are a
Read Between My Pages
Ivory cover Golden top The book is lovely to behold In between the pages If you read between the lines You see the lies Smudged ink Where tears fell But the story ends happily Was
Frost Musing
As the world lay frosted Under a sparkling sheet of ivory white Intermittent greens and browns Stubbornly finding their way through The sins of January past I lay buried Under blankets Under stories of times