A dancing vortex of color throbs to the bass
Is it the music
Or is it in your head
So bright
Pulsing
In and out of consciousness
To your right
This time to your left
Always throbbing
With a thousand glistning diamond daggers
YOU ARE READING
The Road To Recovery Is Muddy
PoetryAn ongoing journey through mental illness and the daily thoughts and struggles that accompany it