As if I would not feel enough with my bipolar disorder, God gave me the gift of empathy too.
There is nothing sexier
Than not having to remove
A single piece of clothing
And still have a man
Thoughts on paper
Help my demons sleep
I love people unconditionally. Therefore, I let them go. I know it is wrong of me to hold on to others who are not meant to continue in my life. So I love, support and cheer for them from afar. You see, true love is loving another even when they are not meant to be with you.
When his life was bleak and grey, she came waltzing in like a roaring 1920’s dance. She brought vibrant colors to his world that brought him back to life.
The melancholy poet is not weak. You just choose to see her sad face instead of her battle scars.
I would not be the person I am today if I had not suffered greatly.
Time spent alone is crucial to my existence.
How am I supposed to be the voice of reason for others when I am still asking questions myself?
I do not need drugs to get high
I do not need alcohol to get drunk
My mind already does that on its’ own