Okay, don't everyone get worried (that means you mom), I'm not in a deep depression or anything this is merely a poem I found in my notebook that I'd forgotten I'd even written, so I thought I'd post it.
The Darkness
The darkness has returned to me,
It's eating me alive,
It's staring down its nose at me,
And I feel like a child of five.
It chases me around and round,
But I cannot seem to flee.
And all too soon it has me bound,
Once again engulfing me.
About Me
- Liz
- United States
- My name is Liz. I suffer from bi-polar two disorder, which is a mental illness. Poetry is my outlet when I am in the clutches of my illness. Being able to articulate how I am feeling, when I am feeling it helps lessen the load I carry. My hope is to help educate others, to help them understand that a mental illness is a true illness that affects the way one thinks and feels. There are so many people who suffer from some form of mental illness, and I hope to be a voice for others when they can't find the strength to speak for themselves.
Goofiness!
1 comment:
Thank you for the mom warning :-)
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