Listen Poems on being Gay Bipolar and Alive

<p>Listen Poems on being Gay Bipolar and Alive</p><p>Writing is my Pandora's Box. When I open it up and write I do not know what hopes come out. Writing is cathartic to me. It helps me let out my frustrations and alleviates my pain. My illness bipolar is a chemical in-balance in the brain.</p><p>When I was diagnosed with bipolar the first four or five years flew by without a peaceful moment. I do not remember much about those years only that I was asleep lethargic forgetful sleeping most of the time suicidal manic depressed and forgot what else. It was a dark time.</p><p>After a while I started to feel that I had just woken up. I tasted everything for the first time. I saw things in a new way. Life was good. It was re-birthing for me. I could not keep Hope bottled up. I let it out.</p><p>In the interim I went to therapy and fortunately I got something good out of it Journaling and poetry. I wrote my feelings fears desires and how I wanted to kill myself contrasting them with how I wanted to live.</p><p>I found a website where members would critique your poems. They wanted to publish a few of my poems. I submitted my first poem My Vanessa My Butterfly. A poem dedicated to my sister who never gave up on me.</p><p>Someone had mentioned combining my stories and publishing them. I did. I combined the best ones created new ones dedicated a few and published them. My first book of poetry is full of errors bad grammar and frightening poems. I kept it that way and hoped people would see those poems' underlying illness. They are raw passionate and truthful.</p>