I didn't fall for the psychotic in you
i saw the now greying young blonde woman you once were
fell in love with your light air and the youngster you found in me
i felt your caring, empathy and love
laughter always in the air
people said it was like having a pair of teenagers in the house
when we were there..
you were the one i so desired
but there was more than just you and me in our relationship
prozac, phenothiazine, your pharmacist, and psychiatrist
and ever caring daughter were bed mates with us
i was unprepared
and now the poet in me is reduced to finding words
that will make some kind of a statement to myself
and those who cared
to put to rest this tormented loss i feel
just words for me, words your eyes will never see
all around are fragments of what was us
things you wont remember
because they shocked your brain all those years ago
and memory fails you often
finally i learned how bi-polar needs more strength
than i could muster for you
on my passenger seat a valentine for you which i must never send
in my heart a place for you i'll try to mend
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dusk arising (
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Comments5
A great work that tears at the soul.
Truly amazing. Very similar like you say but with more depth and emotion.
Oh blimey what a poem x
Very good emotive laden write.
these incredibly fine words need no introduction, nor explanation.. they are simply .. spot on & here is a guy that has spent forty odd years within the field of mental health.... actually, on reflection.. I dont think I have done you enough justice sir.. I think these words are amazing... N
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