Daily Archives: March 22, 2015
Voice silenced
I am invisible,
isolated, in the middle of morocco’s fiery furnace,
I cry aloud and nobody hears me when I speak
my voice is mysterious muted by thick language barriers
when it finds it way through it fails to express how I feel
or what I may need…
Bipolar anguish
Falling
down my cheeks are big fat tears
All the anguish within my heart,
is leaking from my eyes .
i Cried despairing my emotions are plain
to see
Yet they are not even acknowledged
My moods, are elicited, mess of indecision and anxiety concealed
by a single mask of indifference,
No one seems to care,
or take the time to know me,
i am adrift in an ocean of fears
battling with tides and currents
I have always been fiercely stricken with this affliction
Doctors have given it labels
But it is not so neatly labeled and packaged
My mental health
is not some random label
No pills have helped me
Talking about it wont make it go away
Bipolar is here to stay
please understand having a mental illness
Is not fun
It isn’t cool
And no one understands me and the personal hell
I have endured all the adversity and stigma of it
Yet I wake and fight fercely to make my way
through the long darkness
that is thrust
upon me
I pray for strength
and promise to personally forgive all whom betray,
I Cry
Well written
When I think of you, I cry
When I’m feeling blue, I cry
When the weight of the world is on my shoulders
When the days and nights feel so much colder
I cry, I cry
If I dare to dream, I cry
If we’re not a team, I cry
If I thought that I had ever hurt you
If I think of all the things I’ve put you through
I cry, I cry
I feel the tears flow down my face
So many thoughts inside me race
Feels like a blade right through my heart
My world just crashed and fell apart
I cry, I cry
Tho I try to hide it, I cry
Tho I never will admit, I cry
And tho they say it’s not what real men do
Tho I lie when my heart is torn in two
I cry, I cry
Sometimes I’m sad, I…
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