Poetry competition CLOSED 15th February 2016 4:45am
WINNER
Beautiful_Enigma
Beautiful_Enigma
RUNNER-UP:
TinaLouise
Bipolar Roller Coaster
Poetry Contest Description
Elated, Deflated Or Both
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Write a poem while under the influence of a bipolar disorder episode or pretend
People with bipolar disorder experience unusually intense emotional states that occur in distinct periods called "mood episodes." Each mood episode represents a drastic change from a person's usual mood and behavior. An overly joyful or overexcited state is called a manic episode, and an extremely sad or hopeless state is called a depressive episode. Sometimes, a mood episode includes symptoms of both mania and depression. This is called a mixed state. People with bipolar disorder also may be explosive and irritable during a mood episode. Extreme changes in energy, activity, sleep, and behavior go along with these changes in mood.
Minimum 3 stanzas
No maximum word cap
Name it!
No Collabs
New or old
2 poem Max
So lets really be honest here folks and tell it like it is.
Topics Can Be
serious
funny
happy/manic
sad/depressed
angry
or all of the above.
The Poet/Poetess who uses all emotions successfully
in their poems, will take the coveted First Place Dup trophy!
There will be a guest judge helping me decide the win.
A most gifted and brilliant writer, Mr.Naajir...
Good luck Everyone!
Write a poem while under the influence of a bipolar disorder episode or pretend
People with bipolar disorder experience unusually intense emotional states that occur in distinct periods called "mood episodes." Each mood episode represents a drastic change from a person's usual mood and behavior. An overly joyful or overexcited state is called a manic episode, and an extremely sad or hopeless state is called a depressive episode. Sometimes, a mood episode includes symptoms of both mania and depression. This is called a mixed state. People with bipolar disorder also may be explosive and irritable during a mood episode. Extreme changes in energy, activity, sleep, and behavior go along with these changes in mood.
Minimum 3 stanzas
No maximum word cap
Name it!
No Collabs
New or old
2 poem Max
So lets really be honest here folks and tell it like it is.
Topics Can Be
serious
funny
happy/manic
sad/depressed
angry
or all of the above.
The Poet/Poetess who uses all emotions successfully
in their poems, will take the coveted First Place Dup trophy!
There will be a guest judge helping me decide the win.
A most gifted and brilliant writer, Mr.Naajir...
Good luck Everyone!
Therapist (emotional rollercoaster)
I'm sorry I don't care. These pills have me numb.
I'm sorry I'm unaware, that your feelings are undone.
I really feel like shit today..
But I also felt this yesterday.
I guess I feel this everyday.
..no wonder people stay away.
I have hate in my mind today.
I don't think I did yesterday..
Nothing will ever stay the same.
Roller coaster ride; No way I can be sane.
Doc prolly thinks I'm crazy, but I don't care; that bitch is lazy.
She sits around to hear people's problems; only to not even try to solve one!
Fuck you doc, leave me alone; fuck you bitch, I wanna go home.
No I'm not on drugs; yea so my friends are "thugs"...
So what I used to use meth? I told you before my SONS all I got left.
I may be a piece of shit, who deserves to die; but he is the ONLY apple of my eye.
He makes me feel better, he is totally perfect.
The only thing in my life that makes living worth it.
Written by kmart2013 (K)
Published 21st November 2015 6:58pm
I'm sorry I don't care. These pills have me numb.
I'm sorry I'm unaware, that your feelings are undone.
I really feel like shit today..
But I also felt this yesterday.
I guess I feel this everyday.
..no wonder people stay away.
I have hate in my mind today.
I don't think I did yesterday..
Nothing will ever stay the same.
Roller coaster ride; No way I can be sane.
Doc prolly thinks I'm crazy, but I don't care; that bitch is lazy.
She sits around to hear people's problems; only to not even try to solve one!
Fuck you doc, leave me alone; fuck you bitch, I wanna go home.
No I'm not on drugs; yea so my friends are "thugs"...
So what I used to use meth? I told you before my SONS all I got left.
I may be a piece of shit, who deserves to die; but he is the ONLY apple of my eye.
He makes me feel better, he is totally perfect.
The only thing in my life that makes living worth it.
Written by kmart2013 (K)
Published 21st November 2015 6:58pm
Never ending mania that somehow ends tomorrow
Inadequate faults that carry me up on broken backs
Shadows turning into night time I'm starting to get scared.
The faults start to gain strength they're fighting, they're mad.
Oh god not again- the worse thing I've feared...
Disgusting repulsing orchestra of mania happening, alas..
I don't feel okay ..wait ... I feel fine
I'm feeling so content and lost at the same time.
Trumpets blaring of pain
Clarinets of blame
Piano of shame
Then you can slightly hear the beautiful chime of confidence in a triangle sound..
the piano starts to play a beautiful melody forcing me forward bound.
the trombone came in ... Knocked me off my feet back onto the ground.
Not again this MANIA of a beautiful disaster coming in such glorious sounds
Doesn't make any sense until the next day-
I'm fucking crazy I'm must be INSANE
Written by kmart2013 (K)
Published 11th December 2015 9:07pm
Inadequate faults that carry me up on broken backs
Shadows turning into night time I'm starting to get scared.
The faults start to gain strength they're fighting, they're mad.
Oh god not again- the worse thing I've feared...
Disgusting repulsing orchestra of mania happening, alas..
I don't feel okay ..wait ... I feel fine
I'm feeling so content and lost at the same time.
Trumpets blaring of pain
Clarinets of blame
Piano of shame
Then you can slightly hear the beautiful chime of confidence in a triangle sound..
the piano starts to play a beautiful melody forcing me forward bound.
the trombone came in ... Knocked me off my feet back onto the ground.
Not again this MANIA of a beautiful disaster coming in such glorious sounds
Doesn't make any sense until the next day-
I'm fucking crazy I'm must be INSANE
Written by kmart2013 (K)
Published 11th December 2015 9:07pm
Love Me, From Over There...
I love your attention
You are making me gray
Come give me your sugar
No, go THAT way
Stay with me baby
You make me feel stuck
I care for you deeply
Nah, I don't give a fuck
I need you so much
My heart's at fever pitch
You irk me so bad
It makes my ass itch
Can't you just shut up
For a second or two?
Answer me, damn it
When I'm talking to you!
I can't do this anymore
I'm just sick of your shit
I love you so much
You son of a bitch
I love your attention
You are making me gray
Come give me your sugar
No, go THAT way
Stay with me baby
You make me feel stuck
I care for you deeply
Nah, I don't give a fuck
I need you so much
My heart's at fever pitch
You irk me so bad
It makes my ass itch
Can't you just shut up
For a second or two?
Answer me, damn it
When I'm talking to you!
I can't do this anymore
I'm just sick of your shit
I love you so much
You son of a bitch
Beautiful_Enigma said:Love Me, From Over There...
I love your attention
You are making me gray
Come give me your sugar
No, go THAT way
Stay with me baby
You make me feel stuck
I care for you deeply
Nah, I don't give a fuck
I need you so much
My heart's at fever pitch
You irk me so bad
It makes my ass itch
Can't you just shut up
For a second or two?
Answer me, damn it
When I'm talking to you!
I can't do this anymore
I'm just sick of your shit
I love you so much
You son of a bitch
HILLARIOUS!
Good Luck!
I love your attention
You are making me gray
Come give me your sugar
No, go THAT way
Stay with me baby
You make me feel stuck
I care for you deeply
Nah, I don't give a fuck
I need you so much
My heart's at fever pitch
You irk me so bad
It makes my ass itch
Can't you just shut up
For a second or two?
Answer me, damn it
When I'm talking to you!
I can't do this anymore
I'm just sick of your shit
I love you so much
You son of a bitch
HILLARIOUS!
Good Luck!
Que Pasa?
Let's try and get this comp moving!
I wrote this during a mixed state episode
over Halloween Eeek@! lol
Bloody Mary ! extreme content !
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pDdeOncpD5E
Puddle of Mudd, psycho:
You must play this song while reading or you might not get it..
Thank you...
Blood stains on her face black dress and hands.
An antique record player lulls in the background,
it belts out the only record she owns America,
her favorite band.
And, despite the fucken skip in the album,
it plays pretty well.
Otra vez she mumbles as she walks
as if someone else were in the room
then pours herself another shot...
She doesn't care, hell there's nobody there
she lives alone, and has for years...
Sipping her booze she falls into a daze.
Imaginary fingers reach inside her brain
into her subconscious,
specifically pulling on her heart strings.
Ventura Highway begins to play,
a sad smile appears on her face.
Desperately she tries to invoke
some figments of her imagination
to help ease the pain
hoping to conjure up an old friend
or even an old flame...
Sorry, those memories are SOLD OUT!
Out of stock! Packed up and left shop!
But hey,
there's still plenty of emotional baggage
and pent up rage
courtesy of her poor choice for a mate,
a selfish brutal man she hates
MERCY ! She screams from the top of her lungs
then drinks another shot of rum,
She grabs her knife and stabs her eyes
then begs and pleads, she wants to die!
.
Blood pours slowly from her puffy face
like a busted sewage pipe full of waste
it drips down across her swollen cheeks
and into her mouth she feels weak...
Madness! She's fucken lost it!
Lunatic binge
it starts again
it never stops
it never ends....
Let's try and get this comp moving!
I wrote this during a mixed state episode
over Halloween Eeek@! lol
Bloody Mary ! extreme content !
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pDdeOncpD5E
Puddle of Mudd, psycho:
You must play this song while reading or you might not get it..
Thank you...
Blood stains on her face black dress and hands.
An antique record player lulls in the background,
it belts out the only record she owns America,
her favorite band.
And, despite the fucken skip in the album,
it plays pretty well.
Otra vez she mumbles as she walks
as if someone else were in the room
then pours herself another shot...
She doesn't care, hell there's nobody there
she lives alone, and has for years...
Sipping her booze she falls into a daze.
Imaginary fingers reach inside her brain
into her subconscious,
specifically pulling on her heart strings.
Ventura Highway begins to play,
a sad smile appears on her face.
Desperately she tries to invoke
some figments of her imagination
to help ease the pain
hoping to conjure up an old friend
or even an old flame...
Sorry, those memories are SOLD OUT!
Out of stock! Packed up and left shop!
But hey,
there's still plenty of emotional baggage
and pent up rage
courtesy of her poor choice for a mate,
a selfish brutal man she hates
MERCY ! She screams from the top of her lungs
then drinks another shot of rum,
She grabs her knife and stabs her eyes
then begs and pleads, she wants to die!
.
Blood pours slowly from her puffy face
like a busted sewage pipe full of waste
it drips down across her swollen cheeks
and into her mouth she feels weak...
Madness! She's fucken lost it!
Lunatic binge
it starts again
it never stops
it never ends....
Let me go and…and…
Go and do what?
Sit back down
I must be losing my mind
Let me see here
Check emails…
All good
Let me make some tea…
….
What am I doing in the kitchen?
I came for something but what?
Oh crap! Let me go sit down I might remember
Check emails some more…
Let’s play a game on my phone
I deserve a break
But let me go pee first…
…
Why am I in the middle of the corridor?
I’m supposed to go somewhere to do something but what?
F&%k this!
I’m getting on my nerves F&%k!
If I stand here long enough I must remember…
Come on!! Urgghh!!!
S*#t!!
Let me sit back down
TEA!
The last thing before the other thing was make tea…
Boil kettle
Rinse cup
Drop teabag
Stare at kettle…
….
What am I staring at the kettle for?
Shouldn’t I be working before I fall behind?
Back to the screen
Check emails…
GAME!
I’m supposed to be playing a game on my phone
But something is missing from my desk
I’m supposed to have brought something back
F&%k S*#t MotherF&%ing!!!
What the F&%k is wrong with me
I’m losing my F&%ing mind S*#t F&%k a2@
B^$#h F^*()& A%$^&
I can’t take this
I hate myself
Kill me
Kill me
(Kettle pops at the same time that I wet my pants slightly)
Go and do what?
Sit back down
I must be losing my mind
Let me see here
Check emails…
All good
Let me make some tea…
….
What am I doing in the kitchen?
I came for something but what?
Oh crap! Let me go sit down I might remember
Check emails some more…
Let’s play a game on my phone
I deserve a break
But let me go pee first…
…
Why am I in the middle of the corridor?
I’m supposed to go somewhere to do something but what?
F&%k this!
I’m getting on my nerves F&%k!
If I stand here long enough I must remember…
Come on!! Urgghh!!!
S*#t!!
Let me sit back down
TEA!
The last thing before the other thing was make tea…
Boil kettle
Rinse cup
Drop teabag
Stare at kettle…
….
What am I staring at the kettle for?
Shouldn’t I be working before I fall behind?
Back to the screen
Check emails…
GAME!
I’m supposed to be playing a game on my phone
But something is missing from my desk
I’m supposed to have brought something back
F&%k S*#t MotherF&%ing!!!
What the F&%k is wrong with me
I’m losing my F&%ing mind S*#t F&%k a2@
B^$#h F^*()& A%$^&
I can’t take this
I hate myself
Kill me
Kill me
(Kettle pops at the same time that I wet my pants slightly)
the_good_guy said:Let me go and…and…
Go and do what?
Sit back down
I must be losing my mind
Let me see here
Check emails…
All good
Let me make some tea…
….
What am I doing in the kitchen?
I came for something but what?
Oh crap! Let me go sit down I might remember
Check emails some more…
Let’s play a game on my phone
I deserve a break
But let me go pee first…
…
Why am I in the middle of the corridor?
I’m supposed to go somewhere to do something but what?
F&%k this!
I’m getting on my nerves F&%k!
If I stand here long enough I must remember…
Come on!! Urgghh!!!
S*#t!!
Let me sit back down
TEA!
The last thing before the other thing was make tea…
Boil kettle
Rinse cup
Drop teabag
Stare at kettle…
….
What am I staring at the kettle for?
Shouldn’t I be working before I fall behind?
Back to the screen
Check emails…
GAME!
I’m supposed to be playing a game on my phone
But something is missing from my desk
I’m supposed to have brought something back
F&%k S*#t MotherF&%ing!!!
What the F&%k is wrong with me
I’m losing my F&%ing mind S*#t F&%k a2@
B^$#h F^*()& A%$^&
I can’t take this
I hate myself
Kill me
Kill me
(Kettle pops at the same time that I wet my pants slightly)
GG.
Why am I in the middle of the corridor?
I’m supposed to go somewhere to do something but what?
F&%k this!
I’m getting on my nerves F&%k!
If I stand here long enough I must remember…
Come on!! Urgghh!!!
S*#t!!
Let me sit back down
TEA!
The last thing before the other thing was make tea…
Boil kettle
Rinse cup
Drop teabag
Stare at kettle…
Holy fook! talk about Mania!!
This was funny but somehow urgent and a bit sad.
bipolar can be such a drag!
Well Done
Good Luck!
Go and do what?
Sit back down
I must be losing my mind
Let me see here
Check emails…
All good
Let me make some tea…
….
What am I doing in the kitchen?
I came for something but what?
Oh crap! Let me go sit down I might remember
Check emails some more…
Let’s play a game on my phone
I deserve a break
But let me go pee first…
…
Why am I in the middle of the corridor?
I’m supposed to go somewhere to do something but what?
F&%k this!
I’m getting on my nerves F&%k!
If I stand here long enough I must remember…
Come on!! Urgghh!!!
S*#t!!
Let me sit back down
TEA!
The last thing before the other thing was make tea…
Boil kettle
Rinse cup
Drop teabag
Stare at kettle…
….
What am I staring at the kettle for?
Shouldn’t I be working before I fall behind?
Back to the screen
Check emails…
GAME!
I’m supposed to be playing a game on my phone
But something is missing from my desk
I’m supposed to have brought something back
F&%k S*#t MotherF&%ing!!!
What the F&%k is wrong with me
I’m losing my F&%ing mind S*#t F&%k a2@
B^$#h F^*()& A%$^&
I can’t take this
I hate myself
Kill me
Kill me
(Kettle pops at the same time that I wet my pants slightly)
GG.
Why am I in the middle of the corridor?
I’m supposed to go somewhere to do something but what?
F&%k this!
I’m getting on my nerves F&%k!
If I stand here long enough I must remember…
Come on!! Urgghh!!!
S*#t!!
Let me sit back down
TEA!
The last thing before the other thing was make tea…
Boil kettle
Rinse cup
Drop teabag
Stare at kettle…
Holy fook! talk about Mania!!
This was funny but somehow urgent and a bit sad.
bipolar can be such a drag!
Well Done
Good Luck!
The Cruelty of Living Dual
I live love emote and relate
In maddening roller coaster phases
My mind of extremes.. emotional haze
Great swell induced rage and irrationnelles
Smack my true nature down like a bitch
Shackle me to hateful ugly paranoia
Leave thoughts racing at suicide pitch
I wear kaleidoscopic shades
Disturbing frame of reference
Disolve correct sight....
They (shades) flip flop what should be
Make black what is quite white
Make wrong what is quite right
Turn the joy shine of day
Into a terror darkness blanket of night
The blanket never quite covers cold feet that ache and need warmth
I run and run far and fast in mind...
No matter my pull and tug and fight
Wrestle a madmans grip for a night..
I have wrestled a lifetime
It is crazy making and ď am tired
Days no sleep causes blurr of sight
An insomniacs backwards
In desperate need of the vertical
Please God give balance and sit me upright.......
I live love emote and relate
In maddening roller coaster phases
My mind of extremes.. emotional haze
Great swell induced rage and irrationnelles
Smack my true nature down like a bitch
Shackle me to hateful ugly paranoia
Leave thoughts racing at suicide pitch
I wear kaleidoscopic shades
Disturbing frame of reference
Disolve correct sight....
They (shades) flip flop what should be
Make black what is quite white
Make wrong what is quite right
Turn the joy shine of day
Into a terror darkness blanket of night
The blanket never quite covers cold feet that ache and need warmth
I run and run far and fast in mind...
No matter my pull and tug and fight
Wrestle a madmans grip for a night..
I have wrestled a lifetime
It is crazy making and ď am tired
Days no sleep causes blurr of sight
An insomniacs backwards
In desperate need of the vertical
Please God give balance and sit me upright.......
You Don't Want My Love { Contaminated Penmanship}
Inconsistent incoherent
..narcissistic..nah..
You don't want this
Unless of course you have
A penchant for emotional
Purgatory..
I do believe in Love
And it's many manifestations.
But I..have a..conglomerate
Of issues..
No..not like baggage
Not talking about skeletons
Bangin in my closet..
More like those..
Dusty old demons
Wandering..aimlessly
Inside my attic..
Each waiting his..or her turn
To have at you..
To fuck the shit outta you
Lick you
Slurp you..senseless..
Leave you sprawling...
Defenseless...
Ready to twist your haughty morals
Inside out..
No..wait..wait
Pardon I..
This was not my intent..
{Somebody} just hijacked
My pen..
Just for a second..
I'm back..
In control..
Now where was I..
Yeah..
You see..
My issues don't involve hate
Or regret..
Don't know
Maybe they're the precursors
To my..contempt..
And it is this contempt
That's been brewing
Burgeoning..
Deep inside my belly
I've been pregnant with this thing
For 20 some odd years
Like a stone baby
I refuse to give birth to
But if you want
I can smother you with
Its afterbirth
Like crimson quicksand
Asphyxiating you..
Siphoning you..
Nahhh baby..
You don't want my love..
Cuz beneath this..calm
Misleading demeanor
Lurks something a lot meaner
That hates your hypocrisy..
Wait..hold up..
Hold the fuck up!!!
That was NOT me!!!
Who the fuck is playin
Games with my pen?!!
Fuckin asshole!!
Look baby..
I would like to finish this poem
And tell you of my
Deepest emotions..
But every time I try to dig deep
I lose myself..
Whenever I try to express
My darkest emotions
Something else latches on to them
Distorting thoughts
And my pen regurgitates
This..this...
Maaaan..
I don't know what this is!
But hey..
At least I tried...
I get some credit for that
At least ..
Yeah??
Inconsistent incoherent
..narcissistic..nah..
You don't want this
Unless of course you have
A penchant for emotional
Purgatory..
I do believe in Love
And it's many manifestations.
But I..have a..conglomerate
Of issues..
No..not like baggage
Not talking about skeletons
Bangin in my closet..
More like those..
Dusty old demons
Wandering..aimlessly
Inside my attic..
Each waiting his..or her turn
To have at you..
To fuck the shit outta you
Lick you
Slurp you..senseless..
Leave you sprawling...
Defenseless...
Ready to twist your haughty morals
Inside out..
No..wait..wait
Pardon I..
This was not my intent..
{Somebody} just hijacked
My pen..
Just for a second..
I'm back..
In control..
Now where was I..
Yeah..
You see..
My issues don't involve hate
Or regret..
Don't know
Maybe they're the precursors
To my..contempt..
And it is this contempt
That's been brewing
Burgeoning..
Deep inside my belly
I've been pregnant with this thing
For 20 some odd years
Like a stone baby
I refuse to give birth to
But if you want
I can smother you with
Its afterbirth
Like crimson quicksand
Asphyxiating you..
Siphoning you..
Nahhh baby..
You don't want my love..
Cuz beneath this..calm
Misleading demeanor
Lurks something a lot meaner
That hates your hypocrisy..
Wait..hold up..
Hold the fuck up!!!
That was NOT me!!!
Who the fuck is playin
Games with my pen?!!
Fuckin asshole!!
Look baby..
I would like to finish this poem
And tell you of my
Deepest emotions..
But every time I try to dig deep
I lose myself..
Whenever I try to express
My darkest emotions
Something else latches on to them
Distorting thoughts
And my pen regurgitates
This..this...
Maaaan..
I don't know what this is!
But hey..
At least I tried...
I get some credit for that
At least ..
Yeah??
angel feces
Ahh...i feel fucking great...i can taste life....electric...the air kisses each nerve...like orgasmic fireworks...my mind cumms over and over washing me in a sea salt spray and seagulls sing a symphonic love song...just for me...and flutterbys land on my body...covering my naked flesh.....
narcissus incognito/ nigel finley....my alter ego superhero.....
....soul shattering pain like acupunture from the inside out....trying to tear the flesh from my bones...in an attempt to free myself this earthy coil...as if climbing out of an ashtray overflowing in cancer ash and vomit....death would be too sweet for me...so i suffer
Ahh...i feel fucking great...i can taste life....electric...the air kisses each nerve...like orgasmic fireworks...my mind cumms over and over washing me in a sea salt spray and seagulls sing a symphonic love song...just for me...and flutterbys land on my body...covering my naked flesh.....
narcissus incognito/ nigel finley....my alter ego superhero.....
....soul shattering pain like acupunture from the inside out....trying to tear the flesh from my bones...in an attempt to free myself this earthy coil...as if climbing out of an ashtray overflowing in cancer ash and vomit....death would be too sweet for me...so i suffer
