Regina Mcintosh Poet Free verse

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The Mask

“Fear whispers worry into your ear, anxiety into your hopes and doubt into your faith… Love whispers hope and peace” – by poet

With a brain washed pale
By voices thundering
Silent screams echoing through me
Clearing away the debris
Of disappointment and disillusionment
My mind darkened on a clear night
No stars twinkled through my thoughts
And the blaze of my heart
Was smothered beneath the darkness
That was like a consuming fire
Shooting flames through my mind
Resonating fear and doubt
Clouding my soul with black suspicion
Breaking away all the hope and faith
Pouring disgust through my veins
Marking the way for desolation
Despair and waves of guilt
That sauntered across my emotions
Coloring me in hues of gray

Bipolar disorder screamed
Beneath a mask of whispers
And I cried – tears of desperation
Tears that flowed out of me
Relentless, unceasingly
And I prayed for peace
That only God could bring to me





Philippians 4:7 (King James Version) And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.


March 23, 2021

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Sam Kauffman April 9, 2021 at 11:37 AM Gina, your images vividly describe the dark end of the spectrum for one suffering with Bipolar disease. My mother was Bipolar. Her lows were everything you spoke of in your powerful first stanza. Your faith and trust in our loving God is on full display in the last lines of this amazing write. I pray you will always feel God's enduring love holding you even in the darkness. In my prayers. Thank you for sharing your journey.

Mystic Rose Rose April 8, 2021 at 7:10 PM Dear Regina, Bipolar is no easy illness to struggle with, only the brave rise above it. I greatly enjoyed your poem, congrats on your win, and thanks for joining. :) chin up

Panagiota Romios March 24, 2021 at 5:13 PM Totally powerful and moving, Reins Thank you. Tbe only healer in the universe is your trust in the Master Healer Pangie xx

Mystic Rose Rose March 23, 2021 at 4:07 PM Its terrible when one sufferers such silent terrors, it helps to share and be understood. Thank you for highlight such an important issue, through skillfully written words, I'm impressed,. Love and light. xo

Kim Rodrigues March 23, 2021 at 3:37 PM Indeed darkness needs an invade of peace.

Judy Ball March 23, 2021 at 9:20 AM I totally understand your stress and fear my friend. My daughter is bipolar and she has to take her medication or she is totally unreachable. Sometimes she is doing so well she thinks she doesn't need her medication and that's when she destroys everything she has gained. A fine write. Half the battle is admitting to yourself you need help. It doesn't mean you are "different" or "broken" we all need help in one way or another. Good Stuff here. God Bless, JB