Crazy
Mental Health
aka Crazy
The very topic is inclusive of the word,
that haunts our every step from birth;
until our last breath.
Fear has no power except that which we give it.
Knowing that we are all passing away,
every day of our lives;
leaves us closer to the tomorrow we are putting off.
It is here and at our door,
in front of us now.
Bucket lists and things to do.
Suddenly no paper to write them down.
No items yet attained now unattainable;
changes without notice.
Hearts skip,
tests come back wrong.
It matters not at all the rhyme or reason,
only that the season has changed.
Memory fades.
Loved ones with cancer.
Victim or caregiver...
the outcome of damage reflective only
in the ultimate loss of all that dreams meant.
Bipolar, skizo, opioids and mary j...
Desperate for a normality which never actually existed.
The truth of our continuation...
a relationship with God.
As only He;
is yesterday,
today,
and forever.
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