Insanity

Insanity has been chasing me all of my life.
Like a deadly flower it bursts open. In the
late night hours it tries once more to overtake me.

Insanity in the form of a black panther. Figments
of a nightmare. Eyes fastened on me like claws.
Willing me to succomb into that bottomless pit.

Insanity wears the mask of a shadow not discrenable
by the light of the moon. Creeping like the black
lynx on the neighboring hills. A swirling mist of
darkness. Laughing at me through tigers teeth.

I am running through the forest. Using simplicity
like an amulet. Insanity is creeping up on me like
the blind crabs. Coming at me from all directions.
Insanity reaches for me but I am too elusive. And
so the chase continues.

All Alone
Dedicated To All Survivors of Depression

Trembling lips, brooding eyes. Such a profound saddeness.
I stand all alone.I am alone. Immersed into my own
private Hell.Staring off into the distance seeing nothing.
Unruly emotions, feelings, and thoughts flowing through
my mind. They snatch the last shred of inner peace.
Not even the dazzling sunset with the reddish orange hue
could get more then a fleeting glance.
I am majoring on dead and empty streets. Wasting time.
Lonliness stalks my every waking moment each and every day.
I'm unable to look beyond myself to find the good buried
within all mankind.
My world has no balance, no pleasure, no hope.For I know
tommorrow will be as bad as today and as bad as yesterday.


Reality or Illusion
Dedicated To: Everyone that suffers from Bipolar

When I'm on a manic high this is how I feel.
I'm laughing, happy I feel strong and Invincible!
I'm standing ten feet tall.
But all too soon the mania departs.
in walks Depression and makes itself comfy.

When I'm depressed this is how I feel.
Like crying and crying a river of tears.
It makes me feel small, and afraid.
My soul hurts and I feel so weak.
Shame cloaks me reminding me of being small.
I just want to run away and hide from everyone.
Sometimes I can't get between the walls of
what is really real and an Illusion.


Looking for Answers

Answers I did not find. Not the first time.
Not the tenth time. Every night my tears
soak my pillows.
I've wrestled with my fears. Wanting to uncover
my past. I seek understanding. Maybe even a
measure of peace.
I've traviled, pleaded and cried and when I don't
know what else to do, I try again.
I'm in the valley of shadows and theres torment
everywhere.
I seek a revelation of peace and understanding.
When stress and clouds come and I once more
lose my way.
Help me once more find the strength to endure.
Even though there are problems and trials supreme
I can't run or shy away some days my soul does
perish.
I long for the day that I can be renewed
with peace and all the ghosts are laid to rest.