Malfunction

I am a self-proclaimed bipolar and this day was just sad for no particular reason plus I keep snapping on everyone for no particular reason and I hate it. I really hate it.

It is a feeling of barrenness 

That gut wrenching brokenness inside of you that you can never run away from

Today I feel nothing

Tomorrow I feel nothing

But Yesterday, I feel like flying

There is no name for this

This beautiful curse of nakedness 

This malfunctioning of a wonderful brain

It hurts the whole creation of the emotion

There is only suffering in nothingness

Rejection in rejection

There is worthlessness in chaos

and that abandonment in the midst of love

There is no fame in this world for the broken

There is no space for the kind

The weary won't find rest 

and the blind would go on

The craving for power

for affection and smiles

They are lost in a moment

Deserted and lone

How have we come to this dear self?

What is the craving for which you pine?

When is the rest you never deserved?

And where is the house you will lay down?

I seek an anchor

A vessel of love

I seek salvation

From this malfunction of mind

Author's Note

Please bear with me