Hay!

So this is a poem I wrote a few months ago, it's not really good, it rhymes and it also doesn't, it's not edited or fixed but that's why I'm sharing it. It's raw and well... Very to the point, nothing's left to interpretation, but It's exactly how I was feeling as I frantically wrote down just words on my phone. This relates to my last blog post so I figured I may as well share it. Fuck it, it's 2020 and everything is fucked anyways lol 😛

Bipolar.

Running until I'm dizzy,

The water stares at me

Taking life seems easy,

While it's so heavy.

Pulse hurts my head

While wishing I was dead,

I can't seem to see,

Trapped but I can't flee,

chemicals sweat out

Causing my doubt.

My brain a ticking time bomb,

Clearly somethings wrong,

The bleakest beach 

Dark monsters at my reach,

My voice is drowned

No waves or sound.

Dark skies, no rain,

I can't seem to ease this pain,

Empitiness with no cause

Head rush, life paused,

Harsh stones against soft sand

Rough skin on bloody hands

Splinter's on my heart,

Pills push us further apart,

Maybe it's for the best,

Leave my head to rest

Can't live with this disease,

Help put my mind at ease.

No memory of what was,

I can't remember the cause,

Steal away my dreams

That wake me to the screams,

Kiss my cheek softly,

Rock me back to sleep,

Maybe tomorrow will be better,

And my life I'll get to keep?