RAPID CYCLING POEMS

I AM STRONG

I AM STRONG

For years I believed I had failed and was weak

That this wretched illness had me broken and beat

But I was wrong

I am strong

Depression had dragged me down to my knees

Begging and pleading for an end and release

Madness crept through me, enslaving my mind

To the needs of all others my soul became blind

Trapped in insanity and lost to the world

There was no escaping the dark and its hold

But still I am standing, a survivor, not weak

I am strong

Remember

I chose life, not defeat.