On the edge of sanity
All screwed up inside
Mentally and physically
Wrung out and, oh, so tired
Anxiety overload
Questioning so, so much
Over sensitive
Frankly raw, in need of love,
Compassion and understanding
And time to sort this out
For I’m looking over the precipice
Hoping wings will somehow sprout
As I don’t want to fall
I only wish to fly
I’m doing my very best
To soar into the sky
So don’t be mad
If I seem distant
Give me a little space
And don’t be too persistent
Or demanding of my time
I can’t be ‘there’ for now
For I just need to unwind
Until I’m through this cloud
It’s been building
For a while
Been struggling lately
To laugh and smile
Too much noise
Inside my head
Need to still
The cogs and rest
For I am human
And I have Bipolar
They call it an
Effective disorder
I am not ashamed
To admit to this
The stigma needs to end
If it indeed exists
If you’re suffering
Find your voice
Ask for help
This wasn’t your choice
Invisible disabilities
Are so misunderstood
Often overlooked
Mishandled and, sadly, judged
But support is out there
If you can but ask
This I know
So speak up fast
Once you have
You’ll feel so much better
And life will improve
You won’t regret it
Enough now said
I’ve aired my piece
And frankly it was
A blessed release
Know I’m ok
But it’s good to know who’s there
I’m not far away
Just administering some self care 🙏
Rachel Rhodes 