When faced with stress
Of unbearable proportions
My mind and body do strange things
In order to escape
To survive
To save my soul from devastation

My chemistry goes out of balance
Why?
Because God made me so
Because when my chemistry changes
My mind lets go
My body speeds up
And I am taken away
From the problems of this world
My reality changes
It becomes dreamlike
Am I awake or dreaming
I do not know
I just know that the stress is gone
I am removed from it
Often protected from it
In a hospital when necessary

I feel overly happy
Overly energetic
Overly in love
My feelings come out
My viewpoint changes
My worries lose significance

New people come into my life
I find new sources of support
Life gets back to normal
After I go through a
Depression

Some people call me
Manic Depressive
I used to call myself
A maniac

Some people call me
SICK
I say I have a
Condition

Some people know me as a
Patient
I call myself
Wendy

God made me
He made me perfect
He gave me what I need
To survive
To THRIVE!

Poems in English

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