Intrusive

My mouth opens slowly

No words protrude from my mouth

My eyes dont blink

Wide open, feels like I’m in a cloud

The very white of my eyes

Today is a blood shot red

I yawn but I can’t close my eyes

I try not to hold the thought of being dead

You think, “what’s normal?”

I blink as the eye lashes touch my face

I wrinkle my mouth for a smile

They don’t see me, I want out of this place

A mirror image of the so called “truth”

Sunglasses, closed curtains, can’t move

Its dark and outside is bright

I have nothing to prove

I dance and listen to the music

I breath and gasp, “one chance.”

I awake, it’s not me, “who is this?”

I can’t help but feel this is my last

How did this consume me?

I wake up starring and clear my throat

Losing my mind I can’t regain it

I stand looking without hope

Someday the mirror will see me

I feel undeserving, I wish to leave

It never lies, it stares you down

In myself, I don’t believe.

T.R.B.R.S

Published by Tabrapp

I'm a recovering alcoholic diagnosed for over 20 years with bipolar disorder. Every day is a struggle but I'm a warrior and never quit trying!

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