Bipolar Poetry

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Confused, Not Amused: Bipolar Taking Over

When I am up, I am as high and the sky,
But then something happens and I dont know why.
Suddenly I'm down, no hope, no friends,
Filled with nothing and lots of dead ends.
A few things come and a few things go,
When this will change? I dont know.

Just when I contemplate suicide,
I'm filled with joy, I'm filled with pride.
Nothing can go wrong, I'm free as a bird,
Sadness is just a rumour I've heard.
I laugh and smile, I jump over gates,
And I just can't get enough of my mates.

While this is going I feel great,
But then everything sends me irate.
My thoughts are so fast I cannot keep track,
I keep buying things and I can't pay back.
I get in a fight, and don't feel the pain,
I look in the mirror and think I'm insane.

Am I insane? Or am I just nuts?
As I look at the scars from where I have cut.
I look at my pipe and I think about weed,
Wishing desperately that it was speed.
All these things to cope, all these to bind,
The prison of Bipolar in my mind.

From Mel

 

[united4Peace]

Im sorry

Wish I knew what to say

 

[hyperken]

I don't know what to say but remember you are not alone.

We are all here for you.
Just get your will up and fight against it.

 

[willmrcd1]

God Bless You Mel,

I pray that you will continue to write and express your feelings on paper. It is therapy. I know that it helped me fight the demons that kept lingering in my head. Remember to pray for guidance and a clear mind. Ask the Lord to help you each and every day. He will. Yes, you do have bipolar and yes the symptoms that you have unravelled through your pen are real indeed, but remember that Jesus already paid the price for you. You are a winner. You have the victory. I can see that the Lord has gifted you with writing. Many people who have bipolar are gifted in creativity. Do you know the creator has given you this. Now I just want to encourage you and tell you that instead of looking at your disorder as a curse~think of it as a blessing. You can help others through your words.

Father I ask that you will keep Mel and protect her from the schemes of the enemy. Lord I pray that you will help her through this confusing time in her life. Lord I pray that she may find comfort in You and those who can supply her with wisdom, knowledge, friendship and support. Thank you Lord that you have plans to prosper her and not to harm her. In Jesus name, amen.

 

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[phoebe573]

i know how you feel hun, i'm right there with you. keep expressing yourself, it's a good way to let go of all of your emotions. i paint and draw. i'll pray for you.

 

[spdnet75]

Mel, your poem sparks many things in my own mind. As an addict, I think about scoring some weed, although those thoughts are faint these days.

I think that you might do well to seek the help of a therapist at least and a Psychiatrist might be a better option. Many of us manage fairly well with modern medications for Bipolar and it would seem that you are seeking a possible change in your life.

When you cut yourself, it causes Endorphines to be released into your bloodstream. (The same thing happens when you run 26 miles in a Marathon.) This may cause you to be abe to forget about the real pain for a short time, but just puts off what is the real problem for you. (I speak from experience because I have been known to put a cigarette out on my arm and then walk around for a week wondering why I did such a thing.)

I just want for you to know that you are not alone in the World and that you have friends here.

-Stephen