Lost (poem) by Lark L Pogue on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on October 30, 2013

A touching write Lark
I understand your feelings
with a Grandkid Of my own
coping with this condition
Love & Peace be with you

William

Reviewed by John Domino

Reviewed on October 25, 2013

This pain and suffering is described by too many friends and relatives.
I pray for a quick end of this pain and suffering for all. Amen
Peace, love and God's speed,

John Michael

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on October 20, 2013

I am very familiar with this "condition" and I can completely empathize. Thank you for sharing this most meaningful write, Lark. Love and best wishes to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Michael True

Reviewed on October 15, 2013

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

Reviewed on October 15, 2013

very moving and so well written
budd

Reviewed by E Phillips

Reviewed on October 14, 2013

A man measures love by the hour...
A woman by a lifetime.

Reviewed by Lark Pogue

Reviewed on October 14, 2013

Unfortunately, most of these people do not have access to those doctors because for the most part they can't function well enough to work or have insurance. They get the left over bad MDs who do not like their jobs and do not care, at least that has been our experience here in Comal County, TX. No counseling available, and bipolars often need med changes. Doesn't happen with uncaring psychiatrists, so the ill do not take their meds, for this and a variety of other reasons. They receive attention when they commit crimes.
L

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on October 14, 2013

It's hard for me to fathom what is on the mind of someone who is bipolar, or has any other mental illness, for that matter. I'm grateful that there are doctors willing to try to seek answers and cures so that these people can lead less tormented lives and more productive ones.

Ron

Reviewed by Amor Sabor

Reviewed on October 14, 2013

Many families are beginning to see this scenario in their homes and family I know how difficult it is to monitor the degree that someone who is bipolar is to ensure that all is alright and it keeps you on your toes. EXcellent write, Lark You have described very well what you must go through.

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on October 14, 2013

Oh, how I understand this all too well. Thank you for describing it in as fine a fashion.

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by pat medlin

Reviewed on October 14, 2013

its hard too imagine living with the darkness that you so aptly have written about. this was for sure a moving piece

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on October 13, 2013

I have a neighbor that is afflicted with this disease, though he does nothing to try to get better, no drugs, no therapy, nothing...one day he will kill someone or himself...its a shame...

Reviewed by John Bidwell

Reviewed on October 13, 2013

Someone close to me is gunning for the wall.
There is not even time to fathom the darkness- only jump out of the way.
I hope- there is hope.
John

Reviewed by Robert Whitford

Reviewed on October 13, 2013

Life can seem dark at times, but there is always something better up ahead. Tell your boy to stay with us. Things get better even though things may seem to go dark. This does present a bleak picture but it does show he has hope. May he get better and better Lark. Bob

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on October 13, 2013

One can only guess at the darkness that this awful disease can be to a person afflicted with it. I think the poem has explained it in words the ordinary person can "get." I know I got it.

Reviewed by Drew Carpenter

Reviewed on October 13, 2013

A very good poem. It does manage to capture the confusion of living with the disease.