#unexplainable
It is silent
Too silent
Yet the sight of the tree hugging the building
Brings comfort to me.
The train moves slowly on the tracks
The people onboard are few
This late in the night
Most just want to be home.
But not me-
Not those the likes of me-
Wandering silent basements and watching trains,
Late in the night-
Surrounded by the smell of the summer trees,
And bats who seem invisible against the sky.
Just me and the late dwellers,
The insomniacs,
And the pilots in the plane flying above-
We all exist in this single breath-
Beating hearts merging for a single second.
The wind moves imperceptibly
Caressing my head
I despair when I cannot find
Despair in the Departure Lounge
In my downloads.
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 2:42 PM UTC
the planets will align
every once in awhile
to arraign all who need
or are deserving of it
those who find themselves
treading the wrong path
those who can no longer
see what lies ahead
despite all those
gazing upwards
silently questioning
these immaterial messages
will be overlooked
unheeded by the majority
only recognised by the few
comprehended by even fewer
this singular occurrence
rare and rarefied
may be explainable
in its most basic sense
logistically
empirically
to even the layman
it is but a simple matter
of timings and orbits
calculations of gravity
versus mass and inertia
but that which truly matters
the universal push and pull
will leave even
the most discerning of minds
in the dark
Oct 31, 2023
Oct 31, 2023 at 3:25 PM UTC
Memory which i have
Is unforgettable,
A whole day in your whirling
Memory is unexplainable.
Not having you here is
Tearing me deep inside,
Impossible to stop wondering
No matter how hard I try.
Oh! my crazy heart
A lot of memory is left to describe,
My grief and my pain
That no words can describe.
Nov 22, 2020
Nov 22, 2020 at 11:20 AM UTC
Friends and family often ask me what suffering from bipolar is like
I always give the same cookie-cutter response.
It is comprised of really high highs
It also has really low lows and
If you are fortunate enough you have periods of baseline.
I have never been able to explain that complexity in my head.
I was never been able to explain the pain and suffering that has been happening for over 8 years.
I was never able to explain that the lows are sometimes last months or years of hate and self-loathing.
I was never able to explain the thought never stops you can not eat, sleep, or breathe without feeling pain.
I was never able to explain that you feel like your drowning and
you are using all your energy to stay afloat that it is easier to just give up some time and sink.
I was never able to explain that everything is spinning out of control that you cling on to anything you can.
I was never able to explain that the hurtful thing I caused to myself
was out of survival to show to myself I could still control
something, anything in a place that feels like you will never feel stable again.
I was never able to explain how the highs are not highs they are a
monster dressed as an angle that seduces you to believe that things are better.
I was never able to explain how that demon pushes you past all your limits until you find yourself alone and drained.
I was never able to explain the addiction to the feeling of happiness that comes on occasions with the highs
I was never able to explain that after living in darkness for so long the high is all you can ask for even if you know it will hurt you.
If I had to explain to people now what it is like to suffer from bipolar disorder is like, I would say it is exhausting.
The thoughts never end.
They never stop no matter how depressed or manic you are.
You lie awake all night because you can not silence them.
You wake up before sunrise because your awoken by the racing of the thoughts.
Your brain never stops.
You are left on the floor immobilized unable to do anything but listen to your head feeding you lies.
You are left with a body that can no longer function.
You are left exhausted and that feeling never goes away.
If I had to describe bipolar disorder in one word it would be
Exhaustion
Oct 15, 2020
Oct 15, 2020 at 1:36 PM UTC
She brought the light
contrasting my dark.
With every stroke of her beauty,
imperfectly perfect
Not painted by accident
but created with purpose
At first sight
i found myself ; somewhat inlove ,
drawn to her true colours
She was art
Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 7:49 AM UTC
If the rain can pound down as I lay in my bed,
minuscule mishaps and **** in my head,
why can the rain then, not reach in my brain?
Pound at the worries,
wash away pain?
The rain comes to visit again and again;
whether a friend or a foe, I couldn’t explain.
Apr 9, 2019
Apr 9, 2019 at 2:31 AM UTC
That which
Sounds like footsteps on the stairs of my body
Knocks at the door of my heart
Brews potions in the *** of my soul
That which
Purloins my sleep
Wets my eyes
You saying would make die happy
That which
Twists my stomach in knots
Hitches my breaths shallow
Makes that beneath my ribs to stop at your sight
I could call it a wave
But it do more than flow in it
I could call it the sun
But I do more than blossom beneath it
I could call it a feeling
But I could not explain it
Dear one
Please you tell me it's name
©_HerOutspokenMind ||ThatWhichHasNoName
Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 8:44 AM UTC
i'll tell you my woes
peel the corners of my skin
and though the whispers turn into silence,
i am whole.
i found the missing piece
heard the echo of your words
and though i know it is a little too late,
i am whole.
i fall apart
fragment by fragment
and you are finally here just as i close my eyes,
i am whole.
Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 11:43 AM UTC
voices sound the same
they did, until I met you
now I just seek yours
Aug 14, 2018
Aug 14, 2018 at 10:41 AM UTC
I am not okay
And sometimes that’s all I can get myself to say.
For I don’t know how to explain
There is no pain
But there is an ache.
There are no thoughts
But there is chaos.
There is an urge to cry
But no tears to shed.
There is nothing
But there is something
Unexplainable and numb
Light and heavy
Suppressing and dark
There is something unknown
which is making me feel
Queasy and at unease
And that’s all I can say.
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 2:09 PM UTC
Some people live their life suspicious of everyone around them
Of being attacked with no reason
That's paranoia
However some people
They feel at home in the middle of an unknown crowed
Think the best of every stranger
But as soon as a friend missed a call
Or replies to a text too late
Or looks the other way
That unexplainable feeling
Couldn't possibly be paranoia
Aug 2, 2017
Aug 2, 2017 at 1:21 PM UTC
Theirs always that person who you won't forget about no matter what you go through in life you just seem to always get flashback of the moments you had with that one special person but nobody could ever replace that one special person wish I had a magic wond to clear out my mind but no matter what that special person seem to come up my mind ...
Mar 16, 2017
Mar 16, 2017 at 2:35 AM UTC
The saddest thoughts;
are thought's we are unable to explain
May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 1:32 PM UTC
Escape,
Into the peace;
Calmness,
I wish I had.
Lost control,
My mind betrays me,
Wonders off sore;
Sharp blades,
They approach me.
Though I do not want,
What I have lost;
The absence of pain;
I want to feel.
The kiss of a blade,
One that can heal,
So the pain,
Shall fade.
Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 2:42 PM UTC
I don't know who's at fault-
whether its the insane heart in me
or is it your mesmerising beauty?
whether its my heart playing game
or is it you wanted the same?
I don't know whom to blame-
the heart which I believed
or my sanity which deceived?
I dreamt of something impossible
so I think its my luck plausible!
I don't know what to do-
whether to cry out loud
and shed all those grey cloud?
or to hold it for long
and with her departure;
I let it flow along?
I don't know what I want-
though I know its you, you and you
but I kept silent at all your view...
I know my answers pretty well-
yet I keep repeating my question
but believe me its not out of confusion
its out of the hope that you may
reply the answer I want you to say!
Jan 6, 2016
Jan 6, 2016 at 10:07 AM UTC
Big round eyes,
Warm kindered heart,
Cheerful spirit,
Pleasing soul,
Overabundent love,
A type of love
Unexplainable
To those who have
Yet to experience it.
Lives without worry,
Aims to please
Never angry,
Slow to judge,
Quick as a cat,
Peacful as a dove,
Oliver is a love.
Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 11:03 AM UTC
I feel as if I might explode
Filled to the brim
Overflowing with emotion
Love, wonder, hurt, sorrow,
A lightness in my chest
A feeling in my heart
It is something I can't explain
All these emotions filling me
I feel everything
There are no words to describe
What goes on in my mind
This feeling in my heart
It fills me with want
I don't comprehend
What do I do to the end?
Is this to be my fate
Never finding the right words to say
Is this what it means
To have a poets mind?
I'm not very good
Not like the greats
Classics that eveyone knows
Or maybe
I'm just to close
To see my own greatness
For to me
These poems don't fit
I can't use symbols
Or discreetly criticize
Everything straight foreward
But is this feeling in my chest
The potential I have in me?
Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 5:57 PM UTC