Losing My Mind
poem by:
Misti D Lovelace
Written
on Nov 08, 2018
Life is never what it seems Normal is only in your dreams Happy was long ago, back when I didn't know Ignorance is bliss It is something that I miss I have something that will not let go. I have known it all along I grew up with this shadow It is all I will ever know It is always with me, I'm never alone The doctor says take this pill so you can make it on your own I look confused and afraid Bipolar is the diagnosis that he gave A mental illness that attacks two ways So high that I may explode So low I want to die Thinking of dying I start to think I will be better off When I feel high nothing can stop me There are no consequences for any of my actions at all I feel like I am above the law The end of the world could be here I wouldn't care at all! One day all of this will be over and there will be nothing left I want to be able to stop it What's making this happen to me? Mania is what makes bipolar dangerous because you care about nothing at all. Not the hearts you will break, the lives you will destroy, including your own. This is how I feel The pain is very real My stomach aches My heart breaks I want to cry I don't know why Just for you I pretend I am not blue Here I am all alone This is how I really feel I am holding on, I am not real strong, I am fighting back this panic attack I am freaking out I am really scared All of these feelings are so wierd I am upset over the smallest things They all add up and just might Break me If this is a nervous breakdown I really wish someone would just medicate me!
Tags: Hate, Hope, Pain, Scary, Confused, Depressing, Beat, Rhyme, Humor, Sad, Happy, Weird, Deep,
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Frank Hornby . commented on Nov 08, 2018 at 7:53am
Sounds like you are riding a runaway roller coaster of emotions.....but you can't get off!.....amazing poem!........hang on tight!....good luck Misti.....✌ðŸ»
Talal Uddin
commented on Nov 11, 2018 at 5:59pm
U let ur trillions of emotions go high up above the sky. U are supposed to have some control over ur poem. Overall an excellent poem. I was thundered our future emilia dikinsion.
Daniel Moskowitz
commented on Dec 06, 2018 at 1:36am
I, too, have Bipolar Disorder, Misti. You're reminding me to drink the Herbal Infusion I made earlier this afternoon to prepare for Sleep. For a person with Bipolar Disorder, NOTHING is more important than sleep. Not Love. Not Success. Not Wealth. Not Friendship. Not sex. NOTHING. Sleep gives us peace so we can cope with Whatever comes our way when we wake up the next day. Many herbs commonly available on Mountain Rose or Starwest Botanicals are helpful. The medication, from my experience, whatever it is, doesn't work by itself, and has some toxic side effects.
