Bipolar Stories

Yesterday I was optimistic as the sun, broad as the sky, impish as the morning mist. Now I bleed, slowly, like a finger through my letterbox. Today,the sky-hooks are embedded in my fllesh again, and I am dead inside.

Fall's returned to give me it's lift My sanity, energy and outlook Returned, I am up early, life is a gift Smiles, I work, exercise, even cook Summer's heat zapped my soul Slowly I eroded and lost control Functioning became my only role I felt that slip, I fell into my hole Leaves rustle gently down as they rain Their sounds soothe, to still me My mind is settled, I feel no pain Colors and hues of autumn, I'm free Family...

A person looks fine with Bipolar Except they have highs and lows They lose all their composure Their moods come, and they go One day they're on a manic high In a minute they could crash Thoughts of death and suicide These feeling happen in a flash Most like to self-medicate Their medications bring them down This is genetic and is their fate No smiles and only frowns Their moods are all over the place Yet they're very crea...

Please stop crying, you're scaring us now. I really am trying but some days I feel like dying. Please stop laughing that's even more frightening to us. Great, now I can can add guilt to my messy mind, what a plus. Cry, laugh, stop, start make sure you repeat. I don't want to leave, just need a place to safely retreat.No, it's not stopping and I give in. We return to the place I've been before. When my instability arises a...

It's becoming dark again, I really could use a handNot mine, they hurt and I cry, just let me beClocks back and dark comes early over the landLight gone, that heals and often frees me Alarm in the morning going off like a gunMy hand hurls it across the morning gloomSilence again and I retreat back into my cocoonWell made, it again shrieks in the roomMornings come each day, I dread them stillSome days I skip sleeping and p...