I managed to turn my bipolar
into creative energy.
Tonight I feel productive
accomplished
successful,
I managed to start drawing again,
thanks to yesterday’s arragements,
my somehow down mood,
and my free time.
I feel like my artistic capacity hasn’t been explored
for a long while now
and it’s about time I wake the beast up.
With no distractions,
nothing to care about
no friends to beg for going out
and a boyfriend who doesn’t ignore me
it feels right to start new work.
I shall do this often
– at a dream level: everynight –
it’s good for me
it’s good for my ego
now that I know I’m starting off my carreer
the more I work the better.
For the first time in many days
my sleep came naturally
it fell down on me midst working
and suddenly I don’t feel the need
to take the pill anymore.
But I’ll take it anyway