Bipolar's Casualty
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Screams of doubt, sorrow
Clouds of unrest, anxiety, darkness
Torturing my soul, my dreams
Gone to a place, unknown
In the center of this horror
There were hallucinations
Illusions within the nightmare
Of this shadowed room
In the center of my feelings
War was raging within me
Cries of guilt and grief
Destroying my inner peace
Reminding me that I am weak
Like a falling autumn leaf
Nearing the end of my season
These are the moments
Glued on my memory
Wicked delusions and anguish
Spoiling my heart’s hope
Ending the sparkle of light
This is the time, the dark night
Of the soul, the dread
Attacking my serenity, my belief
With haunted traumas
Worrying, agonizing torment
In the midnight hour
Just beyond the pain
I found the agonizing fears
From failures, flaws
Feelings that are outrageous
His light, finally
Illuminated my heart
Filling up my soul with joy
My thoughts with promises
My spirit with kindness
Finally, His unconditional
Love brought me grace
Penetrating faith and thanks
For all the wonder of His ways
Assuring me that I can make it
His love, through divine intervention,
Colored my whole world
In whispers of quiet thanksgiving
Prayers of peace and tranquility
His word fills my heart, intimately
Without Him, my mind would still be
Clinging to anxiety and worry
Pain and sorrow, all the darkness
That comes from being the victim of
Manic depression, bipolar’s casualty
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2022
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