This is about my journey through Bipolar illness and going from Caterpiller to butterfly
from ill health to well-being
Prison Sell
I feel better when I am living mindfully and living my life from a place of love as opposed to a place of fear
As I delve to see within your soul
The image of a butterflies wings unfold
A lifetime struggling just to get by
But now it’s time to learn to fly
As you flutterby there’s a gentle knowing
Wherever you go, loves always flowing
And as you release the confines of your outermost shell
Look to where you Stumbled not where you fell
As you Emerge , you may lose Vision and your spirit lack Insight
At times Crippled by Emotion at times tortured by fright
That’s Why your Self Imposed Prison Mimmicks my Hell
Look to where you Stumbled not where you Fell
I am Hankering for altitude, Yet my aptitude is low
Now my attitude Screams at me
‘As above, So below’
As a silent voice whispers “am I starting to Grow”
Freedom is an attribute of a peaceful, open Mind
And as a parachute only functions when open
So does the
Mind
That Shadow within your deepest self
Now nurtured, tamed and gaining health
Do you have a Soul to Sell
Look to where you stumbled, not where you fell
That Prison Sell it’s all in your Mind
There are no Locks, Walls or Guards you’ll Find
As I look out of these Illunsionary bars
Some nights I see the dirt , and some nights the stars
Now it’s time to abandon your self imposed State
Focus only on what you Love and let go of what you hate
And as you break free from this Fragile Hell
Remember , look to where you stumbled not where you fell
By Gary Molloy