Never Been Heard

(formerly The Musings and Learnings of a Widowed Bipolar Mum)

Tag: Death

  • The Death Of Alice

    Hi. It’s been a while since I posted. I had a bad Bipolar mixed episode followed by Covid followed by some cPTSD trauma related issues. My therapist is also leaving. If that were not enough, now that my mind has been restored to a (relative for me), calm. I have been attacked with my Chronic…

  • Your Dying Was A Great Blessing (Emotional Abuse at the hands of a Narcissist).

    You don’t own this home, but you do. Whether in it or missing from it, After a bout of silent, savage, hissing, I can be found frozen, afraid, sitting, Not knowing what to do next, Shocked, where’d the bliss go? There never was much kissing. I hate you, I’m glad that you are dead, I’m…

  • Reflections

    Who am I? Who was I? Who is she? Who was he? What the hell happened over here? I found this poem in a notebook yesterday, some of my reflections in December. It is a poem of reflection of the growth, faith and promise that can come from the darkest of times. It touches death,…

  • The Temperature Of Coma

    The Temperature Of Coma Staggering down the hallway Feet curled over you broke your flip flop. Struggling to speak, I didn’t know what was to come. Swaying side to side on the sofa Talking gibberish like a drunk, I thought it was the Morphine, I didn’t know what was to come. Seemingly eternal wait for…