Tag: internal thoughts

New Moon

A poem on coping with the highs and lows of bipolar disorder.

In this poem, the author navigates his grief after an accident left him paralysed.

Is eternity enough to mend the harm done?

'Everyone's running from/towards something. All things, sooner or later, cease to exist.'

Was my 'comfortable space' a product of my own experiences? The luxuries of my own thoughts troubled me.

'It’s 3 am and my mind is sentient with words'

'Unadulterated joys no longer fill my day, nor do thoughts of pure delight.'