Maelstrom
The Storm in My Head
mael·strom
/ˈmālˌsträm/
noun
a powerful whirlpool in the sea or a river.
a situation or state of confused movement or violent turmoil.
A situation.
That is what this is. A dangerous situation. A scary situation.
My mind can't process the thoughts that devour my emotions like locusts
Stripping the peace tree of its leaves.
A state of confused movement.
This has me stuck, unable to move forward.
I'm moving, but getting nowhere.
I pace to calm my thoughts, reciting them in time with my steps.
My body contracts, like unseen vices tightening.
Confused as to why I move through life the way I do-physically. Mentally. Emotionally.
Violent turmoil.
Not just turmoil-violent turmoil.
Thoughts battling in my head.
Fighting to see which ones will destroy me for the next hour.
A constant cycle of battles that leave me weary and robs me of sweet silence.
Violent clashes between reality and my mind's reality.
Harsh emotions with jagged edges whirling around me, taking pieces of me with every hit.
Maelstrom.
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This piece is inspired by a bipolar cycle. You can read more about me and bipolar here:
About the Creator
J. Delaney-Howe
Bipolar poet. Father. Grandfather. Husband. Gay man. I write poetry, prose, some fiction and a good bit about family. Thank you for stopping by.
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