Smile it's infectious
I can only survive in silence I can see what I’m doing A good day is only when your happy A roll of the dice is for you I know why this is the case It’s learned behavior from home Something I had to do in childhood And failed in adolescence She could never be… Continue reading Survival of a disappointing life pt 1
You can learn more about yourself on a nothing week than you can imagine. Life throws up storms to test you to see how determined you are, and how focused and sincere you are. Sand in your eyes is just temporary. The drama is of no significance the tears from a crocodile are dry before… Continue reading A Saving Grace
An actor's what I am and that is what you are why do I do this here for all to see rather be somewhere else as someone else
Retreating behind the wall you have had to build through Grafitti, you write about the pain you are feeling but are too untrusting to share with anyone. The words help and turmoil have been written with my nails. The narrative has to change if it was me reading the signs..........
The chatter is drowned out by the alcohol The numbness I seek is already prevalent without it but now I can't stop wracked with guilt as I down quadruples in one promising myself tomorrow will be different but tomorrow never comes
An unremarkable day half lost in thought the rest in exhaustion I know the answers I just lack the motivation, desire and ambition to lift myself up again. So, in reality I have nothing to work with. Time washes over me like a rock in a stream until I wake and wonder where the time… Continue reading Lost
Like waking from an anesthetic I am glad to be alive breathing, previous fears melting away love filling my lungs gratitude in my ears life pumping my heart. I have found my way back from the wilderness a place of derelict negative thoughts
This post is a little different than my normal efforts. I find myself in another 'crisis' junction in my life living with bipolar. This time I feel aggrieved to be here because I shouted for professional intervention since May 2021. I need to get this out because from here I need to take another tack,… Continue reading WTF!
An unremarkable day half lost in thought the other in exhaustion i know the answers i just lack the imagination desire and ambition to lift myself up again so in reality i have nothing to work with time washes over me like a rock in a stream until i wake and wonder where time went
Rapid cycling is not a fun hour in the park. This is worse than anything I've previously experienced. I'm not in either camp long enough to settle. The euphoric glimpses are not with me long enough, to either warm me or destroy me. the lows are unsettling, they niggle me like a tattooist's irritation.
Mark Lyth 