sleepless nightsand sleeping inaimless walkson dimly lit streetsshooting starsabove a back yard trampolinesinging songsto the sky that never listens binging fruit loopson a front porch swingdancing downstairsin our underwear last … Continue reading In Dreams
I am not an outwardly emotional person. Behind closed doors, I spill it all. If you asked my mom or friends, they would never describe me as boy crazy. I … Continue reading Exploding With Emotion.
2019 has been a year of growth and challenges. But I can never blame myself for wanting to live. Everything is teaching me something. As long as I’m open and … Continue reading 2019
Has anyone ever seen the film I Robot starring Will Smith? It’s based on a story by Isaac Asimov. Smith plays his typical action man role with misbehaving robots added. … Continue reading Do you ever have a normal day?
For those that have been following my journey to publish my memoir, you will be pleased to know that I am in the final stages, and I will be getting … Continue reading The Bipolar Writer: A Memoir (The release of my cover)
I got the final concept of the cover of The Bipolar Writer: A Memoir, and it looks fantastic. For those that don’t know, I have been working over the last … Continue reading What is Next for The Bipolar Writer
Please don’t tell me that a smile and your sorrow just don’t go together. I would not look upon my anger as something foreign to me that I have to … Continue reading What Anger Is To Me
Become a Patron!https://c6.patreon.com/becomePatronButton.bundle.js Patreon is crowdfunding like GoFundme but much different. You become a Patron on me–James Edgar Skye, the writer. It is a monthly subscription based crowdfunding, and it … Continue reading James’ Patreon Account
I’m sorry. It is something I have found myself repeating often. I am sorry when someone has a bad day, when I mess up, when someone else messes up, … Continue reading Sorry Not Sorry.
It is completely acceptable to stay alive for tiny reasons. Because you want to hear your favorite song one more time. Because your pet will miss you if you leave. … Continue reading Reasons To Live
This is a new rendition of a poem I wrote on my blog. The Silent Sands of Illness Spheres be fed the blackened beast, For long to fill his gluttonous … Continue reading The Silent Sands of Illness
This is not a gardening blog. Just as well because I am not a gardener. But which of us is not encouraged by Spring? It’s a cold one here in … Continue reading Spring, Mental Health style