Bipolar Disorder

Wed, 02/18/2015 - 11:28 -- sashori


Beginning to realize I'm in deep
Inside my head, I'm so hard to reach
Pushing my emotions in different directions
Obviously so very out of control
Lost in a place that I once called home
Anxiously waiting, constantly debating
Running in circles, not sure what to do
Desperate for relief, afraid what I'll lose
Increasing triggered as each day passes
Sorry for all those around me, after thought, dumb asses
Opening angry for what I've become
Ready to end it and forget what once was
Dreading each morning, dragging myself out
Eager for silence, my mind is so loud
Reaching for release, before I finally succumb to my doubts

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