How to right the path of inhabitable processes Undo the damage during manic and psychotic catharsis Lay a shoulder on the gloom of my dear shoulder Which shoulders the weight of sharp words paranoia then inevitable inertia I can’t undo undo But I can address the well meant template Explain I am never usually, well, [...]
Tag: bipolar
Prose poetry: A worthless warrior – 15/01/22
This life is worthless. It is worth exiting. I want to drown in the despair that this ward doebring. It erodes at you, they take each piece of you, break you apart. Take take, then unfagive, this is what breaks my heart. I worked so hard for my talents, and now I'm expectedshine, shine shine [...]
Poem: Quelled – 22/08/20
Night time should promise depth, and warmth, and promises, whispers of sweet tomorrows, and tight caresses, dreams, and deep rest, instead: three hour’s sleep, then wide awake in the same evening, sleeping for half hour shifts, then rising, eyes searching for the time, wishing it were later, silently begging. This sleep pattern is skewed, [...]
Poem: Bright Spark – 08/08/20
I am in my element in this state, perpetual song and dance, electrifying dopamine and serotonin I rise, I rise, I rise fast. My wit and charm seem perfectly at hand, I giggle, am sardonic, I laugh with ease, of this state I’m trying to comprehend. Is life playing tricks on me? Is [...]
Poem: The Punishment – 06/07/20
Author's note: This poem details a point in my mental health journey where I was hospitalised for extreme mania, grand delusions and psychosis. These could not be controlled with time and much medication, hence I was subjected to the often-controversial practice of electro-convulsive therapy. The poet whom I speak of in my poem is extremely [...]
Poem: Paper-Thin – 02/07/20
Some may view me as mechanically sound, for I smile quite naturally and talk with a lilting, confident tone. My words are humorous, relaxed, and 'well', they don’t know what’s hiding inside, the astringent sadness, she overwhelms. Internally, I feel stretched, as though a punishing thin layer has been made out of me, a [...]
Poem: Depression, A Realisation – Spoken Word and Text – 01/07/20
I’ll admit it. Depression must be settling in. The sadness has quietly crept into my clothing and then into my bones, until I’ve become used to his company. I snipe at little things, take offense, wallow with despair, I want to reject this feeling, but I am too languid, I need some form of [...]
Poem: A Bipolar’s Addled Mind – Spoken Word and Text – 26/06/20
https://soundcloud.com/user-894707136/a-bipolars-addled-mind-spoken-word-poetry I shriek, my body flushed and covered with welts, my very first memory, my very first malady. Illness will follow me wherever I go. My violin's bow hairs tightly hug the strings, as left-hand dexterity is a-flurry, the fruits born of my first psychosis, the magic of a mind wholly scattered and broken, [...]
Poem: The Farce – 20/06/20
There are days when I feel incredibly down, I can’t turn the corners and curves of my mind back up and around, my stage presence is moot, I’d like to crawl back in the pages of my life’s former books, and relive the wonderful stages. But I cannot control myself, my miserable entity [...]
Poem: When She Comes Undone – Spoken Word and Text – 18/06/20
She’s had enough. Life, with its cruel measures, she’s defeated, broken, dare say surpassed feeling rough, her thoughts may not terrify, but they will reveal salted, open wounds. What is the point in detailing mediocre thoughts, some things which, in the moment, seemed thoughtful, and loving, caring, or clever, but of these qualities, her thoughts [...]
Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose 
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