Bipolar I
I have disappeared
Faded into the background of my own life
Silent and desperate, inconsolable
I have starved
Undeserving of food, of rest
Going days without
The fiery work,
frantic, desperate
and then dead weight,
heavy limbs and tears I cannot cry
This tapestry super focused until
The lithium unraveled me.
Now the picture suddenly revealed
is overwhelming and glaring
Anti-psychotic is a scary word
Rest and grace Zyprexa
Lead me to the promise land
I am stronger than I look
I am not a refugee of pills
I am not displaced
I am more than my diagnosis
I am a warrior
I am a survivor
But most importantly,
Forever and always,
I am Amy.
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