via Daily Prompt: Heal

In the dimming light I was losing my fight, my unrestrained aggressiveness now being used by this isolating repressiveness, will I Heal! if I kill.

What of this debilitating rendering this cold heart now incapable of regenerating the immunity to this infiltrating, So am I ill because I don’t feel.

Once I had gifted visions an insight that give light to shadows, oh the colors in my travels, now irritableness saddles fatigue in my darkness who will bleed.

The cruelness’ this disorder diagnosed Bipolar! what are the clinical conclusions to rectifying confusion! the delusion in my illusions, do I try! will I die?

I’ve walked that grieving guideline hopelessly losing all track of time, cooperative with the counsel of mine antidepressants affect my state of mind, am I out of time.

The watchful warning of withdrawal, tragedies trajectory has gone to far, those uncomfortable with my understandings sorrow! then suicidal planning’s

Clarity! it is as powerful as dope, what’s unsustainable is my ability to cope, then the finality of losing all hope, my last rights was given by the Pope.

Oh such a wonderful world now at the end of my rope, will a mouth full of pills so I wouldn’t kill, now as I die know I did try but I couldn’t feel because I couldn’t Heal!

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