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Night Friend

My only relief;
In the midst of a dark and lonely night
I reach for my pen
Needing badly, ever slight, some relief from what pains me. 

I stumble through the room; reaching for the light switch
Searching, yet barren. 
In much need of the light, I am, so that I may see my weary way. 

Lost in the madness of a bipolar mind;
The darkness and insanity are all encompassing

My only relief is to pen my words
Allowing the only peace I have yet to know.  
Through paper,  I am free; and with ink I am alive.

I sit and grasp my favorite pen.
Words begin to flow, as the ink dissipates from my pen.

Still alone; still in darkness, I sit.
Stuck. Stuck I am. 
In need of ink, I find a second pen and spew endlessly into the beautiful paper below. 

Much to say. Never at a loss for words 
Apologies to my loved ones
There are many.
Apologies are penned in the words of my poetry

Words are my only escape from the fog that dims my way
My poetry is all that remains for my sanity disappated years ago.

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Jan Allison December 31, 2014 at 7:31 PM Starting to write has been the best thing that happened to me last year - I can relate to your words on so many levels - the final stanza speaks volumes - keep on writing I'll keep on reading:-) hugs jan xx