Manic Babble

Just like the old days
Prior to the meds
My mind won’t shut up
So therefore I cannot sleep
On the edge of tears
Feeling fatal
So frickin cold in this room
No one to talk too
Everyone’s asleep
And I most assuredly am manic
considering the amount of prescription
downers in my system
The Manic phase
So long since I have had one
Needless writing
Write all the words out of my mind
Alas, there are always more to replace them
Just like old school days
When my mind raced and raced
No sleep when on the up end of a two sided disorder
Just more words free hand on paper
To be sorted through later
Trying to make sense of my manic babble
It is still really cold in this room
And my poet who pushes me to write
Is asleep by my side…
While I am stuck with all of these words

BJH 05-20-2011

And hey J.D. thanx for the quick head check