me2themax

#BipolarDisorder

Time has past and here I stand who is left to take my hand?
The children I created? The men that I have hated?
Memories and ambition have all faded...
The façade of what’s important has slipped from my grasp.
Father time has snuck up on me
and mother nature shows her wrath.
Memories of a silly girl with fantasy’s and dreams...
has woke up alone , just a working machine.
To own something she’ll never have,
to purchase happiness for a man.
to never arrive or ever fit in ...
to wake up nothing within.

#MightyPoets