Poetry Blogs (Mental Health)

She’s a bright star, within the unlit night 

Guiding others through, the tough thing, that we call life 

Her strength is beyond admirable to all 

And even if she should ever fall 

She would somehow, pull though 

The things, that to others, it would inevitably un-do 

Her beauty and grace, isn’t just a way to save face 

She's had to fight great wars, every single day 

Even wh...

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Nothing.

Till I woke up 

then you spoke up

screamingng in my head.

Losing that weight again

with words of encouragement

ignoring the ills of my mind

pushing me back to when "You looked so much better".

Look inside.

Whiplash.

Punches.

Ugly words.

Oh no sorry.

You don't want to know

you just want to see

Perfection.

Smile.

Laugh.

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This Rhyme Upsets the Rhymer – Understanding Bipolar Disorder

Preamble

Robin Williams was bipolar. Bipolars oscillate from extreme highs (mania) to extreme lows (depression). One can give you great creative power (mania), the other can kill (depression). Robin Williams displayed the typical symptoms of mania – rapid speech, racing thoughts.(see youtube clip)  He suicided in a cycle of b...

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When you start to see the bottom 
Of those leering orange bottles
Threats of existance are especially bleak

Vertigo next to prostration 
Electric synapse undulations 
All the retching is leaving me weak 

Ceaseless verge of trickling tears
Insignificance from past 6 years
Squatting rent free inside the mind

Heart palpitations 
Over social reservations 
Dependence on ties that we bi...

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Do you ever wonder?

Do you ever wonder what it's like to hear nothing but the sound of your own heart beat?

To see nothing but the world 

And feel the grass under your feet 

Do you ever wonder what it's like 

To walk around with your head held high 

Feeling nothing but happiness 

Fearing nothing and no one just looking to the sky 

Do you ever wonder how lucky you are to bre...

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On my fathers side,

They ignored the elephant

On the living room couch

And called it toughness.

This was how they turned

Whisky

Percocet

Wife and kids

Into therapy. 

This was how my cousin

Turned a belt into a noose

In his closet.

This was how they called 

my aunt the "bitter black woman" 

stereotype and how they saw

her charge to  dim

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