Heather has a Bachelor's Degree in English from Moravian College and has been freelance writing for more than 13 years.
Finally, making my way through life's latest real or imaginary tempest
A desert full of wind, sand and other mixed emotions
Numerous different scenarios floating through my jumbled head
Don't know if it's based on the variously complex medication cocktail
Or my troubled mind's eye was bubbling up to the surface
Know that help was most definitely needed to fix this mess of a situation
Trying to keep my Tasmanian devil level of feelings and doubts in check
Hard to do when you're not entirely sure what's wrong with you
Is it sanity slipping away from firm grasp or something else entirely?
Wish this latest incident was based on something tangible
Like getting a human toy prize after nine plus months of careful waiting
An impossible theory based on medical and proven science
If it occurred, Ripley's should be called to record this out of left field diagnosis
Have a great partner in life who I believe loves me unconditionally
Afraid that he's going to one day reject me and all my foibles
Want to be the perfect Bacall to his Bogie, but don't entirely feel very sexy right now
Focused on trying to pick up the pieces of this current and ongoing incident
Don't know if the mistake was mine, or was a long way coming
Ready to take the next step and solve this mystery once and for all
Want to be the best version of myself that I can possibly be
No smoke screen, no pills, just hopelessly happy and in love with my real life Bogart
That's all a girl can ask for.