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1.4k · Mar 2021
My kind of crazy
Mikayla Ratliff Mar 2021
I spend.
I drink.
I rationalize.
I think.
No filter.
I speak.
Hypocrite.
I leak.
Overdrive.
Can’t stop.
Socialize.
I shop.
   Mentality.
No breaks.
Try to heal.
I ache.
Pray.
For sanity.
Vanish.
Vanity.
Love.
Conditions.
        Strive.
Submission.
All is fine.
Squander.
Why?
I wonder.
Stand up.
I pledge.
        Not worth the fight.
Allege.
        Drained.
Mentally.
Stained.
Fundamentally.
Saved.
Eternal.
Grateful.
External.
Unchanging.
All praise.
Loved.
Unfazed.
564 · Mar 2021
This is War
Mikayla Ratliff Mar 2021
The loops.
Intrusion.
They permeate.
Confusion.

All the lies, they arise.
I'm advised to realize
the illusion.

I see them for exactly what they
are.
Concretely
Deceit
Disbarred from my mental radar.  

you thought you had me?
ha! for a while, sure.

Now I'm reassured.

Yes it's true, you romanced me.
Entranced me - for a time.
But He has washed away your grime
from my mind.

you should walk along, forget me.
I march with a different heartbeat.
you don't fascinate me
at all.
I absolve
myself
of everything you stand for
you know what's in store.

This is war.
Mikayla Ratliff Mar 2021
Up… Up… UP. Down… down… down…
My mind is a storm. Chaos. An ocean of thoughts.
Ideas. Aspirations.
Confusion. Despair. Isolation.
    How long must I suffer?


alone


   Surrounded yet alone.


But then I’m not. Up, up, up I float.
      I walk on clouds.
       Mountain tops.
I cling to this feeling.
  How long will it last?
   I, naively, hope forever.
I float in peaceful rivers.
I lift my eyes to the Heavens, and burst with thankfulness.
I’m okay
I’m not alone.
I am at peace and enveloped by everlasting love.
Though I crash, abruptly.
I fall and fall and fall. I crack.
But I heal.
    I endure, keep trudging.
The confusion and lies of Satan don’t pin me down.
                                Not anymore.
You are with me, forever.
You wait for me. Love me. Hold me. Walk beside me.
I am a warrior. Survivor. Stronger than ever.
I can’t do it alone. This life, this rollercoaster of a mind.
I can’t trust myself, I put myself in Your Hands.
I trust You.
I cling to you, with all that I am.
For You are good, and You provide. 
 I repent.
I am renewed.
Peace ever flowing, Love everlasting.
My Love. My Father. My Savior.
Thank You.
I am not a disappointment, or crazy, or demon possessed.
                       Your Holy Spirit remains.
You love through me. You were intentional in my creation.
  I am Yours.
                         Forever and always.
                                    Amen.
107 · Mar 2021
Cry Baby
Mikayla Ratliff Mar 2021
Tired... But I'm not.
I have too much
on my mind.

Always.
I go, and go, and go
Distraught.

My brain a maze.
A maze.
I'm amazed.

I go through the motions.
Commotion.
I live in the moment.
You notice? Broken.

I malfunction.
Dysfunction.

What is wrong with me?
Just want to be free.
It's agony.

I cry.
July.
Descent.
I resent.
Myself.
Repent.

All I want is to make You proud
am I allowed?

I think I do...
Maybe.
Am I
just a cry baby?

You claim "It's okay, I've got you.
I hold you. I'll take your burdens."
I struggle to discern
that You are for me.
Guaranteed.
I can't get enough.
Cause You don't bluff.
Mental illness pain depression faith God Christian

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