Juggling life through a bi-polar lens. Sometimes up, sometimes down. Mostly trying to tread water in the middle. Creating a likeness to a normal life. Whatever "normal" is...

Tuesday, 17 April 2012

Been scribbling, going low a bit.
Don't worry it's probably just hormones.
This is what came out-


Septic
There is caustic blood flowing round my head.
It’s different from the stuff in the rest of my body, this.
Maybe that’s the problem:
Maybe my head blood doesn’t travel enough.
It stays in my head.
Round and round,
Never cleaned,
Never pure,
Collecting thoughts upon thoughts,
Spinning them,
Colouring them
Darker and darker
In a septic cycle of
Spiralling circles..
No way to get out
Of my head.

 Oh, time for an Earl Grey and off to bed I think.



5 comments:

Angel and Kirby said...

you've put into words exactly how I feel some days.

MorningAJ said...

Sounds a bit bad. Time for some 'you' time, I think!

Found art blog said...

Hmm. I think I've been there a few times too. Hope it sorts out soon....!

Eileen said...

You know, dear Helena, I think all your friends who know and love you, whether in person or just here in cyberspace, would each give a pint of blood for a 'head blood transfusion' to help wash away the thoughts and worries that trouble you.

I know those deep dark spirals, and I know there are no easy answers or remedies, and no magic relief. If there were such magic, I know we would all use it to help each other in every down time.

So many people care about you, whether you're up or down, and that caring and love is sent your way even when you can't see it or feel it. You're a sweet-heart, Helena.

Lynda (Granny K) said...

Hope it passes soon. xx