Bipolar Poetry

Herbarium

I remember as a child
an unspeakable bond
with the natural world

I collected wildflowers,
pressed them gently
between sheets of paper,
tightening the silver screws
between thumb and finger.

I never forgot the scent
or the notion of squeezing
beauty from pretty things

I inhaled the memory
sitting on edge of the bed.

When loneliness strikes
the weight of a body
can tighten thumbscrews,
filling my scrapbook
with skeletal specimens

one day, the exhibits
will be carefully displayed
in empty plastic wallets,
built for two.

Mallory Knocks

Who is that who calls?
On this hour of absurdity
Bleak, black, silver and grey
Only the skies hollow face
Stares back at me

Who is that who calls?
Something creaking
Something creeping
As of something weeping
Frightened, scared and alone
Something dead now stirring

Who is that who calls?
Only to runaway
Was someone really there
Or my mere mind leading me astray
Only the howling wind moans
Only the tower clock crows
A phantom figure hunts my chamber

Oh who is he who calls
Will one ever know
Will such a face ever show

The darkness knocks
When the rain stops
When the clouds part
And the moon rose
The darkness knocks
When my mind rots
When my eyes dart
In my souls its graven

The cry of an innocent soul is slayed
A past that is never to be lived again
Never again, will we trace those steps
For the love I abused,
For the tender kiss I refused
For the helping hand I never gave
With one foot in my past
And with one foot in my grave

The darkness knocks
Because it is I who weeps
It is I who creeps
And greets my own fears not
Years are like rotten reminders
The dead decaying, the flies assailing

The good deed I never done
Haunted whispers, cruel reminders
It is I who I seek, search and destroy
It’s under the floor boards
It’s seeping from the ceiling
It’s the stench between the walls
It’s the crimson blood pools
it is i, to myself i weep and call

              Bloody Tears

I sit here with open eyes watching
Everything around me go by in
Slow motion it scares me I have
Been watching to long bloody tears
Fall from my eyes.

Reality an sadness hit me fast then
Slow I can't really move I'm stuck in
A rut bloody tears fall from my eyes.

  All these fake people around me
I wanna get away I want these bloody tears to quit falling!  My true
Love rides in an takes me away an he makes my bloody tears disappear an puts a smile on my face.

                    Smiley face
Smiles bright as the moon upon the ocean
Glistening with a shimmery glow...
Tranquility of harmony flowed upon the troubled souls breaking bondages of wanders.
From peaceful and calm... uncut winds cut its victims;
Bolts of lightening split the earth open as the wind and waves merges, swept away the land as a tsunami.

All The Good Is Gone

It is the smiles and laughter.
It is the happiness, joy and
Whatever comes after.

Tick, goes the pieces of sand,
Dropping in the hourglass.
Everything has shunned

Out the light that will pass
You by like you are a crack
In the sidewalk. A simple grass

Stain is too much. You will slack
Behind because you cannot
Bear to catch up. You lack

Energy. Even the megawatt
Smile is too much to hold
Up right now. You brought

Flowers that turned cold
And into ice. Everything
Is no longer turning into gold.

Sitting here ponder and wondering
My palms are sweaty, my heart racing, my mind is wandering
Dark thoughts begin to creep into the crevices of my mind
You know how I am love
I do this all the time
Anytime I feel you slipping away
Pain, hurt, doubt roll in like thunder clouds on  wet, stormy, dreary day
They sneek and they creep
They tug and they pull
My mind becomes a whirling,  turbulent cess pool
Toxic and posioness is what my thoughts have become
My hold on reality feels strained-so weak
So it would seem this is the way it has to be
Somebody help me
S.O.S. man down, save me
Quickly over here in my direction that light you must shine
Throw me a line to pull up out of the muck and mire of my own creation
Wont you be my blessed salvation?  Please hear my cries?
Rescue me from this island of isolation
Save me from my self-inflicted torment and damnnation
Make me whole
Set me right
Hold me till the scales fall from my eyes
And I once again regain my sight

Title: In My Dark Times

Amazing entries! Thank you all so much for entering in the comp!




~anonshadow😏

I was gonna post one but It was over two hours ago when I was about to do it. How ironic my life is.

Oh my goodness!!! This has started my day off to the right start. Such a huge honor. And congratulations to the runner ups too (missy and ILD).