What are butterflies? I thought they were kind,   I thought my smiles were pure, joy intertwined.   I believed they were true, so lovely and cute,   Yet why do they stab with a pain so acute? Why does… Continue reading

I’m bipolar, it’s a heavy crown,   The worst kind, it can drag me down.   It’s all or nothing, a fierce fight,   From dark despair to pure delight.   Each day’s a trial, a battle to face,   My mind’s a war zone,… Continue reading

A note to myself Continue reading