Tag: Bipolar Disorder

Inside My Mind

I’ve accepted I will always feel a little lost inside my mind And live in darkness from time to time

My Typewriter

Any night I’d like to be home with my typewriter and a glass of red wine

Familiarity

Many are afraid of the dark But I prefer to sit in it alone

Keep Pushing Forward

My recovery has never been a straight line I have relapsed time and time again But I keep pushing forward Doing what I can

The Rainbow

Bad days come and go Just like a storm Then you look outside your window And see the rainbow

Midnight Words

You know you’re a writer when you can’t sleep Until you jot down every last thought onto paper

Light

Tonight I am in that dark place again But this time I have no doubt I will make it through And the light once more Will return in the morning

Mean To Me

It took losing you to know how much you mean to me And now it’s too late

Sad Eyes

Pour me a glass of brandy And tell me the story behind your sad eyes

Price To Live

There was a time when I thought I could touch the moon and fly away on a shooting star And there was a time when I held pink pills in my palm listening to death’s sweet whispers Now I trade my “genius” for stability…