tonight i was reading my face book and some one wrote to me because i was bipolar i was insane i live in a small town halifax co, va, the people here do not realize that it is a chemical imbalance. i get so tried of people hehe sayin im crazy and i will kill some one when half the population here are on drugs, just because you are bipolar doesnt mean you are insane ,yea ive been hospitialized. no im not insane, but i realized something wasnt right, people need to be more informed in this county even the the police dept, ive been beaten several times for the fact people know im bipolar in this small community. ive reported people several times with no avail. i was a lpn for 21 years before i was told to apply for disability.im so tried of trying to explain i would rather have heart disease or diabetes .
From most recent collection:
Cohen, Leonard, 2006. Book of Longing. Toronto, McClelland & Stewart, 2006.
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Separated p. 133
I was doing something
I don't remember what
I was standing in a place
I don't remember where
I was waiting for someone
but I don't remember who
it was before or it was after
I don't remember when
And suddenly, or gradually
I was removed, I was taken
to this place of reversal
and I was separated
and in the place of every part
there was the name of fear
and for a vast memorial
there was the name of grief
If you know the prayer
for one who has been so dislocated
please say it or sing it
and if there is among the word
an empty space, or among the letters
an orchard of return
please set my name firmly there
with a voice or hand
which only you command
you righteous ones
who are concerned with such matters
But hurry please
for all the parts of me
that gathered briefly around this plea
are dispersed again
and scattered on the Other Side
where angels stand upside down
and everything is covered in dust
and everyone burns with shame
and no one is allowed to cry out