Acceptance (Acrostic) – a poem that help me take another step in coming to terms with my mental health condition

The first line of this acrostic spells the same word as in the title; ‘Acceptance’. I am coming to terms that my mind does think differently to most, and that there are things in the mind that cannot be done justice with human linguistics. Also that although many, many things can attribute to someone being ‘fixed’; or maybe just temporarily fixed; such as partners, family, friends, NHS system and staff, education, God, faith or even luck for example, it may never be definable to which one or combination of factors. And we each have a choice on what to explain our well health or ill health for that, and that may be the truth. But, I have come to understand that what I believe may not be the case to, so I have to accept my mortal limits; but things beyond human understanding may also be at work here, too.

As I come to understand life,

Clearly I was living on the edge of a knife.

Can even now I only feel,

Every memory in the present is my deal.

Pretending that what was in my mind,

Too easily say it and write in line.

A deeper feeling comes before words,

Now, I will search to explain this came first.

Chasing the in-between where realities mix,

Even things broken may come to be working by an unexplainable fix.