primed and ready for me
supple breast in his mouth
taking my body in,
melting like burning candles
our bodies grinding and twisting to our own tunes
his candle flickers in the moonlight as I moan for him...

Sour taste lingers in my mouth
all the spit I've been swallowing doesn't add up
to the words I've misplaced with my sorry-*** attitude
allowing you to speak for me, trending me through the deepest waters, left me drowning..

coming up for air, I reach for the raft that isn't there to save me.
stranded..

you left me ******* stranded, pacing these hospital halls
looking for clues to get out, quite the joke if you ask me

this place is locked down like a prison, no-one getting in without a secret ******* password, to claim the person their seeing..

rocking back and forth in the ******* corner, thinking I'm in a movie, hello starring me!

next I'm panicking looking out a barred window, at the world outside... wishing like hell I was outside smelling the fresh air.

laying weeping in bed, a nasty nurse decides she's gonna show me and drag me outta bed and force me to sit with these people eating thanksgiving dinner, She states " if you wanna leave you gotta talk and you gotta eat" ***** I took one bite of bread and rushed like lighting back to my room, slamming my door..

another male nurse decides he's gonna show me too, by tossing me out of a wheel chair stating.. " if you wanna play games we can play games"

like I don't exist.... like I'm just some ******* rag doll you can toss and play with... mental ill or not I remember these so called nurses and I will never forget...

wrapped up in the moonlight, dipped in sin
I'm one step away from a crack in the mold
losing my sanity to this so called life?
partying and dancing around are the thoughts that keep me captive inside...
manic follows... spending days running on high, awaiting the lows.
how many poems must one write about being sad?
dangerously asking for a solid normal brain.

Hazel eyes stare into mine
his arms wrap around my torso, as I breathe him in
taking his hands with mine

marking my mark on his body..
I love the idea of his hands all over me

taking him in, fantasizing our lips on the battle field
his eyes easily I am lost in them.

body molds into mine! A perfect fit
we dance all the best dances together.
he is mine and I am his..

were crazy fools; whom fell for one another

I want to inspire someone
I want to write something so powerful it moves them
I want to change the way people see "mental illness"
I want to be better
I want to stop taking medications,
to help control the chemical imbalance
apparently in my brain
I want to prove a point that thoughts of ending it all
come and go, but if you find something more powerful
you can go on
I want to shine some light on bullies
I want to shout
I want to run
I want to climb
I want to jump
I want to take a risk
I want to feel
I want to see
I want to know that I am loved
I want to always be accepted
I want to be different
I want to stand out in the crowd
I want to be someones # 1
I want to be that great mom
I want to be that " I am so glad she's my wife"
I want to be that " She's my daughter, I am proud"
I want to inspire someone
I want to share
I am bipolar

I'm just a weeping willow..
my trunk is hovering over my self
my branches are yellowish-brown from the cries..

I try to stand tall, and seek the light I so desperately need!
again I've fallen down, below the grass.. where the maggots lay.
weeping willow I am..

just weeping forever..

watch me bloom; into a beautiful scarlet rose
my pedals vibrant and glowing
ready for a new dawn; this new beginning is just the start of a colorful year!
the droplets that once filled my eyes and falling from my gleaming stem.
slowly letting depression out the window and allowing the sun to kiss my lips.