Bipolar Disorder Support Group

Chaos

It's all too much
It's always that way
I'm so sick of this shit
Now chaos in my head
Knife ripping up my arm
My stomach pulling apart

I hear it again
Tears on my cheeks
Eyes are burning
No not again
I did it again
I never learn

This is the last time
Can't stand pain
I don't want to live with it
I hate it this way
I can't learn the lessons
So I won't play the game

I have tried
My best
To understand
But I can't
It's all jumbled
It's all a mess
Is it me
I'm not sure
So no more

Its all to hard
I'll just stay
Just be
One is easier
I am out of here
Out of there
I do this no more

Anne Brady

Flying Monkey

Trapped in this fantasy world
for such a long time
Being punished by fate
for what was my crime

They come to me on my path
missing something within
How to find the dream maker
where should I begin

We are all on this mission now
to find our missing part
Wanting to be complete
with brain, courage and heart

My red shoes are the envy
of that life sucking witch
She has flying monkey minions
and she's such a bitch

I have to press forward
to the place I was formed
Surrounding the Emerald city
this nightmare was born

I thought the sky was brighter
on the other side
Somewhere over the rainbow
my sadness would subside

Stuck in my illusion
the wizard was a joke of a man
Look deep inside, you will find it
I know you can

My reprieve, I am relieved
I can conceive this feat
Just click my heels three times
and life will be complete

gabesmom :)

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Holding Your Hand

Once upon a time, I held your hand...and I thought you loved me.
In my dreams, there you were...and nothing had changed.
But I woke up alone...I always do, I guess,
after dreaming is over.
You were there for me...you looked so good.
I thought you wouldn't leave.
Maybe I broke you down, maybe I pushed you away.
After all, didn't you say you knew too much about me.
I could say, thats you being a typical guy-
but there I times I feel like too much for anyone to deal with.
But when I pray, I know there's someone there beside me.
Strong enough to take care of me...and kind enough to love me.
So I give any love I have in my heart... back to you, Oh God.
I never thought I would find anyone who wouldn't leave me...
especially the Lord of all.

-Jasmine Renee :)

draw the shades -
no, don't bother.
this overcast grey
suits the day.
leave the drapes open,
let the guests in -
the fog like ghosts
across the fields
wander. come to me,
my children misbegotten,
my offpring - my regrets
and doubts. the doctor
will see you now -
this grey waiting room
my home - a transfer
station between life
and death. come -
as Gertrude Stein said,
"there is no there there" -
the lost calling
the lost home.

Well I'm not very good with words, but I must say I like your poems.

keep them comming these are great, I'm feeling better, wrote another:

My Mat

Today I meet my mat again
I've been away for days
The first time is with such pain
I am in putting off going back
Now I'm going back again
The second time today
Its warmer in the day
I feel a little stronger
In the mind as well

My mat is where I feel
Its where I am
Its where I become
Its where I can
Its where I release
It's my pain
It where I take away my pain
Its where I find me

I go to my mat
I breath
I fill my lungs
They feel so good
I love that
How fresh it feels
I forgot
How open
It is easy
I can breath now

I set my intention
Today it is to stretch
I want my body
To let go
Its stiff
Its sore
Its in pain
The stretch will
Let it go
I let go

I set my first pose
I dive deep into it
It's beautiful
This time no pain
This time all peace
The stretch will
Let go
As I let go
So I let go
I remember
My intention
As I meet
My mat
With each dive

I am refreshed
Relaxed
I have not punished
Not pushed
I honour today
My mat
Today I am
Grateful
That I am able
To meet my mat


Anne
Om Shanti

Safe,

Curse aloud unending night ,
Embrace the torrid day ,
Welcome prodigal chaos,
Fear nothing from the Fray ,

Shun the cheating silence
and break the back of joy
Disloyal peace abandon ,
All certainty to destroy,

Find solace in the tempest ,
and comfort in the swell,
despair is solid ground now ,
contented there to dwell ,

At Peace

Sitting on the sand alone and cold
Hugging my legs I look out to sea
Boats and ships cross the horizon
How I wish I could swim beside them
Standing up I shake off the sand
I take off my shoes, hold them in my hand
Deep intake of breath, yes I'm ready
I slowly walk steps towards the sea
Water makes me feel at home
I keep on walking never stopping
Engulfed by the waves that lap around me
At one with myself, finally I'm happy