About the Poem
Several years ago, I was diagnosed with bi-polarism. This poem was written about the feelings of this disorder, as well as the craving of being loved and supported throughout the hard times. Fortunately, I'm married to a wonderful, supporting young man now, but for those of you who can relate to feelings of solitude . . . this poem if from me to you!
My Own Bed Of Roses
|by Leigh Anne Dawson|
|To lie in a bed of roses,
To feel the silkiness against my skin,
How it comforts me,
Though feeling so alone,
There was a time
When skies weren't cloudy,
And it seldom ever rained,
But as the clouds begin to rumble,
Once again there's so much pain.
So I'll lie in my bed of roses,
And wait till the storm subsides,
And use the petals from my bed,
To wipe away the tears I've cried.