poem writing

[dizzy.]

I write a lot. I like to share my writings but I never have a place to....so I will share something I wrote on a whim recently. It's not the best, I just did whatever came to my head.
if anyone wants to post their own writings/poems here too, that would be wonderful.

This one is in reference to bipolar episodes, how I go from super happy (yet with a lingering feeling of sadness) and suddenly drop to hating myself and others again.


In the dewy, muted sky, I only see the sun
I talk to the rocks, I only see a river
pins and needles, I see a chance for thread
red and dead, I darn a rose for you

I smile and beam, so much, it hurts my teeth
the doctors might say I have a cavity
but, don't you listen, don't you know
I don't want to die, so I lay in the snow

I tend to stay up late, and then I tend to wander
I tend to stare into the stars, and then I tend to ponder
how i'll sound to the trees, how they'll make fun of me
how they'll all stop and grimace at the grievance newly sewn

In the evenfall, I pretend to see the light
again, how I pray for it to come for me
I hold onto that glimpse of hope, afraid I'll be lonely
I vow, "Ill never be alone with all these versions of me."

I simper and smile, so much, it makes me cry
yet, I grasp at what is known as the last of it all
with etched flaws for sleeves, I tend to tell lie after lie
you look me in the eye, "you know I know you're hiding."

 

[dizzy.]

I prefer allegory.

I like allegories too!

 

[dizzy.]

Oh really? Well here's one that'll tickly your fancy.

tickled indeed