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Spiral, Musings of An Anonymous Bipolar by Joel F
Don’t Wait For Me, Ours Is Not A Love story
I was invited to your castle
with my dreams and battles
I walked through the rooms
the chandelier and its moon
Flashing bulbs
and scorching lights
I see the garden
in your hidden basement
Paper roses
seeds of illusion
Artificial flowers
in your unlocked drawers
Scented worms
a crown of thorns
Fleeting music
not for long
I won’t be singing
your song
I walk away
and end your play
Don’t ask me why
you won’t be free
Don’t wait for me
Ours is not a love story.
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Here Comes The Rain Again
A few lines on
a not so forgotten song
A dripping sound
made me open the windows of my home
Although it’s familiar
how could i not know
Every now and then
its rhythm keeps knocking on my door
I’m drench but i’m not wet
got a roof above my head
I see flowers now celebrating
dancing for all the waiting
To quench their thirst
after hibernating
When sunshine sleeps
and started dreaming
But songs of yesteryear
always linger
When raindrops fall
like a hurried summer
And through it all
i still remember
The broken pen
and the unwritten letter
Unspoken words
and tears of yonder
Embrace by an old friend
Here comes the rain again.
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A Touch of Madness
Don’t worry if you’re crazy. You’re not alone.
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Spiral, Musings of An Anonymous Bipolar
Smiling then you frown
Happy then you’re sad
Opposing genes
Penultimate extremes
Jumping in the sand
Drowning while you stand
Unpredictable mood swings
Euphoria on trivial things
Feeling like a switch
Inexplicable rapid speech
Singing ’til tomorrow
Dancing when you see the rainbow
Normal as you look
Symptoms overlooked
As the stringing of the beads
No one can easily read.
Drinking alcohol
Thoughts you can’t control
Biting all its toll
After that spiral fall
Crying out for help
Medicines will never melt
The stigmas that you see
Loud as a wailing banshee.
Indifference to the sting
Love and Understanding
Acceptance is the key
It might happen to you and me.
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