..here comes the darkness.
Seeping in every corner.
Covering me like a blanket.

I feel numb,
yet on fire within
a void.

My body &
mind slow down.
& my stomach
in my throat.

I cannot tell
what I'm feeling.
But it's lonely
& dark here.

I cry a thousand tears of pain.
I can barely breathe.

I remember what
someone once
told me.

So I take
3 deep breathes,
close my eyes,
& hold myself close.

This won't last forever.
I know I can fight this.

We've done this
dance many
times before.

I hug myself tighter
as I begin to smile.

I have Bipolar.
My Bipolar does not
have me.

I tell myself
this over & over..

I open my eyes & sigh deeply.

It's going to be okay.
We WILL heal from this.

I was so curious.
I felt free.
There was warmth..

So I thought.

Things start
to blur & cloud.
I thought this
was the light I needed.

I fell hard
& fast.
Deeper I go.
The light dims..

What have I done?
What is this place?
There must be
a way out.

I'm clawing, jumping,
gasping for air.
I see the surface.

I push harder,
but still no luck.

There appears a hand
as to reach for me.
I grab hold tight.

I slip as the
current pulls
me down.
I feel trapped.

I feel hopeless
& lonely.
But I cannot
give up.

I see a second
& then a third
hand plunge
down into the water.

I can suddenly breathe!
I'm alive!

I have found my people.
No longer feeling lonely.
The way has been shown.

Unbecoming everything that isn’t you.
.. this is such a factual statement.
We live in a society where everyone masks and they don’t even realize it.
There is this facade that we parade around throughout life, while becoming a little bit of every person we meet.
Who are we really?
Am I truly someone who works in an office every single day of my life, or am I a little piece of everyone I’ve ever loved?
We are the only ones who know our true selves.
Everyone’s perception of you is wildly different.
We are chameleons.

So you have everything…
We have **** near
NOTHING.
We need support
& we need care.
But you take and take
With nothing to share.
We are screaming
We are dying.
But you sit there
Lying lying lying.
Profit over people.
Profit over people.
They say we deserve nothing
& you deserve everything.
WHAT MAKES US SO ******* DIFFERENT!?
But people we waking up..
Due to your lies
& people dying.
I hope you’re scared.
I hope you lie awake a night
Knowing there’s blood on your hands.

Man.. this one seems like a big one.
Last year was one of the worst.
Still struggling..
Gasping for air.

I’m ******* fightin’!
The grasp on me right now
Is so ******* intense..

I can ******* do this.
I’ve harshed the weather of the storm.
..but I keep getting back up.
Yes, this is rock bottom.

I wasn’t supposed to
Be alive this long.
I have fought many battles
In this ****** up life.
Today is no different.

I will rise up.
I am no longer a victim
Of this insidious reality.

Speak up.
Use your voice.
Take that hand..

YOU are the solution.
In order to get there
You just fight & grow.

Year 35…
I AN GOING TO THRIVE ✨✨