top of page
  • Writer's pictureBrianna O'Keefe

Nothing feels quite like home

Moods that ebb and flow,

A constant soundtrack in my head I know,

Thoughts that whirl and worry,

So exhausting in a hurry.

Sadness and joy, both come to stay,

I'm suicidal one moment then feel great the next day.

It's a tumultuous ride, this life I lead,

The best and worst thing that's ever happened to me.

I learn, I grow, while in a daze of mania,

A state that's hard to explain but carries such power and euphoria.

It's something I can't ignore or forget,

Something that keeps me up late at night with my thoughts so set.

Though it's not easy or simple, this life of mine,

I'm grateful for its gifts and the lessons I find.

And though nothing feels quite like home,

It's here in this place where I'll never feel alone.

28 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All

From a distance I see the world with a different eye, No one can comprehend the way I think or why. People stare, point and laugh, my words they misconstrue, I'm like a lonesome alien, so different, s

I’m not happy today, but I’m not completely sad either. Today marks the fourth day in my new journey. I’m taking the drug Lithium for the first time and it’s working. I suffer from a disorder called B

I picture a world of silence. Nothing moves because everything is gone and nothing can be seen because everything is forgotten. I can’t decide whether it would be a blessing or a curse to exist in thi


and never miss a post.

Software Engineer

bottom of page