Ghost in the attic, please won’t you stay. Your silhouette softens more day by day. Apparition in the attic, Don’t go today; lie with me in good company and help me welcome the day. Phantom in the attic, Hide-and-seek is what you play. You’re feeling less social more and more each and every day. Spirit… Continue reading Flesh Wound
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Gushing Glaciers
The liquid that lucidly lapped Ran red and rapidly rampant Downstream,self-control crept in and cleansed it crystalScarring a trace of terror and turmoil. mentalhealth #endthestigma #selfharm #selfcare #suicide #newbeginings #lake #happyplace #bpd borderlinepersonalitydisorder #themighty #mightypoets #copingskills #startover #new #poetry #poem #mystoryisntover #mystory #leggomyego #myjourney #advocate #mentallillness #raiseawareness #sober #recovery #abstinence #poet #mevsme
Last Call
“Cheers,” she says as she lowers her glass toward hell. “Cheers to an Honest Abe.” I shift my eyes in her direction as I watch her lift the tiny glass a few inches from the floor up to her pale lips. Bailey has been this way ever since the truth came out twelve season… Continue reading Last Call
Misunderstood InSaNiTy 