Think: "You think you can, You think you can, You think you can" & one day say: "You thought you could, You said you could, You knew you could" & thus, at least: you thought you did.

“Nothing”

April 1, 2015
Nothing
I’m stuck in myself way deep down inside

And only I know all these things that I hide

I want to be better and I swear that I try

And I keep right on failing and I don’t know why

I say I’m okay, look you straight in the eye

And you always believe though you know it’s a lie

I want to know why my desires won’t die

And my faith won’t suffice, why I can’t even cry

I’m on top of the world, I float and I fly

And I sink and I fall and I try to deny

The things that I feel when I am so high

So that when I fall again, I won’t imply

That I still feel nothing way deep down inside

And no one else sees the nothing I hide.

(October 12, 2002)

Category:

Bipolar Mommy

4 Comments

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  1. Sarah said:
    April 2, 2015 at 1:47 am

    Beautifully written; painfully understood (at least on some level). You are loved more than you could ever imagine.

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  2. Dr. Walker Karraa said:
    April 4, 2015 at 9:21 pm

    I loved this poem. So glad to have found your writing.

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