Tag: depression poem

What the x-rays don’t see

Our last poem by Mike Filce is here, and we’re heartbroken about it, but next month brings a new guest and new excitement! To live a paradox is new to me – To live and, yet, wish – intermittently – to die To find…

Bipolar Weather

This month’s guest poet is Briana Herr, aka Booboo! She brings us this deep, painful poem with a disclaimer. This poem was inspired by individuals struggling with untreated bipolar disorder. If you’re having trouble with your own mental health, please call this hotline: 1-800-273-8255,…

Silk

Oh what wicked webs we weave Dancing in a ballroom cocoon With silk on the soles of our shoes And an aversion to all our past places. Where we step the string follows Where we fall the floor shakes So we step carefully To…