Small white pill
You restrained the hurricane in my head
Inspired by Aaska’s amazing prompt: pebble words
Touched in the head
Read, it said,
So I read.
bipolar,
they said.
who are they?
In my head
She swallows more…
Rose of grace, O rose of terrordew you’re clad in are moon’s tearsand thorns, your own anxiety.
thereʻs always the grey(a One-Line Poem response to “Courage”, by Dewi for Chalkboard)
Mania on the one side,depression on the other,with me, caught up in the middle,of the war, within my mindand how can I ever escape?
The chemicals in my brain
