Losing Hopes To Despair: Thus Passes A Lifetime by: Francesca Seopa There’s a battle being fought behind the curtain An enemy awaits me, on that I’m certain There are blows … Continue reading Losing Hopes To Despair
“And so being young and dipped in folly, I fell in love with melancholy.” Edgar Allen Poe Hello. You’re back. I remember you well. We go way back and are … Continue reading Melancholy – A Poem
You use to help me when I needed you the most. Dependable. Reliable. Confident. Creative. Sharp. Quick with the wit. You helped me find the perfect words to say. Reminded … Continue reading My Dear Old Friend
Writing is my greatest weapon to deal with the ups and downs of my mental illness. The writing projects that I am currently working on and this blog are so helpful.
I once lived in a bubble the mental illness kind of bubble. I didn’t know the truth, only what I saw on TV. Pretending it wasn’t real. Refusing to see the … Continue reading The Stigma Bubble – a poem
I would not look upon my anger as something foreign to me that I have to fight. I have to deal with my anger with care, with love, with tenderness, … Continue reading Drowning In Thought: Seeking A Corridor of Courage.
September is National Suicide Prevention Awareness Month I will be writing a post a day about suicide prevention and awareness on my blog My Loud Bipolar Whispers for my campaign Remember in September. … Continue reading Darkness Swallowed Me Whole and Spit Me Back Out Again
She should have outgrown it— she’s four— long ago
it can only stretch from her toes to torso.
But, as kids we have trouble letting things go
why it still makes her shine all aglow? I don’t know.
I get lost in it, I do everything I can.
wait, what about that little white pill.
A new dosage. More powerful than before.
I take that white pill.
I oughta give you a piece of my One-track Of the same Back of my Presence of Take a load off my Bored out of my Blow one’s Nobody in … Continue reading Mindful, a poem
My brain matter does often scatter throughout my brain unable to drain unnecessary clutter that makes me shutter. My body trembles from my head to my toes filling me with … Continue reading I Left My Anxiety in the Dust—a Poem
Introduction to my poem… I wrote the following poem a year ago after getting two severe physical syndromes that began my quest to eventually become medication free in a less … Continue reading Sink or Swim – a Poem