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  Jan 23 thyreez-thy
April
Your disease pushes people away
while you try to grasp them all the harder
with querulous tone and haranguing words -
your paranoia knows no bounds
and bulldozes through all my good intentions.
When will the light begin to glimmer in your brain
that people can love you
without you trying to force it ?
  Jan 23 thyreez-thy
April
Big beautiful face
Bursting with color
Earth's shining star captured in a flower
spreading smiles in alI directions
Gently waving in the slight summer breeze
With warmth and invitation
To enjoy this moment in the sun
  Jan 23 thyreez-thy
April
Some people crash into your life
like waves in a storm
while others slip in
with the rising tide.  
Some leave
like water slowly receding
stealing the sand under your feet
and some
are just suddenly gone
like the ground beneath you
when you step off the ocean ledge
into the abyss
where no light penetrates
and there is no direction,
where the pressure of your grief
is unending
and drowning
is what you are doing
every second
and those seconds are all you know.
  Jan 23 thyreez-thy
April
A big monster dog
with a floppy smile
rippling muscles
and a silly hop
Huge teeth
and fuzzy fur
who has thunderous barks
and the whiniest of whines
how do you embody terror
and nanny dog
in one ?
  Jan 23 thyreez-thy
BipolarBear
First comes flame; your beating heart sets alight.
Then comes rain; relieving the raging pain.
But now barely breathing, you feel nothing.
Your blackened heart pauses, before collapsing.
Poem inspired by the life cycle of a star and the stages of depression without the right intervention. The debilitating pain, and the coping mechanisms.
  Jan 23 thyreez-thy
BipolarBear
First the radicle must break through the shell.
Then feel the weight of the soil where she fell.
She must reach out, search the darkness for light.
In order to grow - bud, blossom and thrive.
Phases of recovery:
1. Recognize your trial, look to get through it
2. Experience the negative emotions
3. Look for meaning behind the experience
4. Grow from the pain
  Jan 23 thyreez-thy
BipolarBear
I remember those months of mine,
reality warped and I misplaced time.
Anxiety burned me alive -
engulfed my bones, scattered my mind.

There was one thing that halted all,
that vivacious smile of yours.
That mouth and mind always aligned,
perhaps blunt but you never lied.

You were the place I felt most safe.
Alas, all roads lead to heartache.
I never again want to be,
that wretchedly lacking safety.
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