A Time to Heal.
Ode to Bipolar.
A time to pause and sit and stare,
to face up to my demons, torment and despair.
The time is now, a time to start,
removing the chains from my cobwebbed heart.
A road I must travel in order to heal,
re-learn how to smile and to care and to feel.
It feels like a battle I’m never destined to win,
the knife slowly twisting the words from within.
One day it’s my dream to see a slither of light,
a parting of storm clouds adding weight to the fight.
I may lose the odd skirmish. I may crawl on the floor,
but I know in my heart I’m winning the war!