Poems About Bipolar Seeking Friendly Advice
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Ambjr
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 2:00am
24th Feb 2025 2:00am
reign and ruin
wild eyed king of the past
ruler of shot glass realms
struttin down neon streets
arm in arm with beautiful strangers
electric
hungry
unstoppable
I devoured darkness
and it devoured me back
thru tangles of limbs
and sheets stained with lipstick
whiskey seepin into my blood
flesh against flesh against flesh
they wanted the fire in me
the untamed beast
that burned thru rooms
and left ashes of promises behind
they wanted to know
what destruction tasted like
so they pressed their...
ruler of shot glass realms
struttin down neon streets
arm in arm with beautiful strangers
electric
hungry
unstoppable
I devoured darkness
and it devoured me back
thru tangles of limbs
and sheets stained with lipstick
whiskey seepin into my blood
flesh against flesh against flesh
they wanted the fire in me
the untamed beast
that burned thru rooms
and left ashes of promises behind
they wanted to know
what destruction tasted like
so they pressed their...
#addiction
#alcohol
#bipolar
#healing
#PersonalGrowth
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4 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 00:56am
16th Feb 2025 00:56am
dance with the monster
I am the dark
that stretches across your soul
the voice that echos
in your hollow chest
doubt is my breath
fear is the beat of my heart
I am the surge that lifts you
to dizzyin heights
the wild laughter
that dances on your tongue
when the world bares its teeth
I am the cocoon of numbness
the abyss that awaits
ready to swallow you whole
shieldin you from the light of day
I am your oldest friend
your biggest champion
I am your enemy
your most debilitatin nightmare
the monster that keeps the monsters...
that stretches across your soul
the voice that echos
in your hollow chest
doubt is my breath
fear is the beat of my heart
I am the surge that lifts you
to dizzyin heights
the wild laughter
that dances on your tongue
when the world bares its teeth
I am the cocoon of numbness
the abyss that awaits
ready to swallow you whole
shieldin you from the light of day
I am your oldest friend
your biggest champion
I am your enemy
your most debilitatin nightmare
the monster that keeps the monsters...
#bipolar
#healing
#MentalHealth
89 reads
4 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 2:24pm
13th Feb 2025 2:24pm
commitment issues
stairwell breathe concrete dust and regret
spiralin like my mood
up or down
dependin on the direction you’re goin
the steps know my weight by now
the drag
the heaviness
the purpose
third floor landin
where fluorescents stutter
I test the bottom rail with one foot
steel cold thru sole of my chucks
then ease myself up onto the edge
where certainty meets empty air
I pressed against the railin
metal singin into my palms
and I leaned into nothin
perfect negative space
shaped...
spiralin like my mood
up or down
dependin on the direction you’re goin
the steps know my weight by now
the drag
the heaviness
the purpose
third floor landin
where fluorescents stutter
I test the bottom rail with one foot
steel cold thru sole of my chucks
then ease myself up onto the edge
where certainty meets empty air
I pressed against the railin
metal singin into my palms
and I leaned into nothin
perfect negative space
shaped...
#bipolar
#confessional
#MentalHealth
85 reads
5 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 11:55am
7th Feb 2025 11:55am
when the last note falls
when the music dies
at my fingertips
when these hands forget
their dance across ivory keys
when these pages
close their eyes to my confessions
and words turn to glass
caught in my throat
sharp as swallowed memories
of blackout nights
then take these hands
that know exactly which chords
unlock the darkness
take these ink stained fingers
wrapped round crumpled pages
of half finished verses
carved from bones of sleepless nights
etch them into cold stone
let them stand as proof
to all of the times I...
at my fingertips
when these hands forget
their dance across ivory keys
when these pages
close their eyes to my confessions
and words turn to glass
caught in my throat
sharp as swallowed memories
of blackout nights
then take these hands
that know exactly which chords
unlock the darkness
take these ink stained fingers
wrapped round crumpled pages
of half finished verses
carved from bones of sleepless nights
etch them into cold stone
let them stand as proof
to all of the times I...
#bipolar
#depression
#insomnia #music
#insomnia #music
108 reads
8 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 9:15pm
5th Feb 2025 9:15pm
tempo rubato kinda life
my mind speaks in accidentals
sharp where it should be natural
flat when it needs to rise
most nights I swallowed stars
just so I could piss lightnin
and split the earth open
rushin toward dawn
I’ve birthed symphonies in dive bar shadows
bled fragments of masterpieces
into empty glasses
under the spotlight of neon signs
I’ve conducted electricity thru concrete
caused the world to vibrate in perfect pitch…
every thought
every idea
cuttin crescendos thru the air
I’ve descended into scales of minor keys ...
sharp where it should be natural
flat when it needs to rise
most nights I swallowed stars
just so I could piss lightnin
and split the earth open
rushin toward dawn
I’ve birthed symphonies in dive bar shadows
bled fragments of masterpieces
into empty glasses
under the spotlight of neon signs
I’ve conducted electricity thru concrete
caused the world to vibrate in perfect pitch…
every thought
every idea
cuttin crescendos thru the air
I’ve descended into scales of minor keys ...
#addiction
#alcohol
#bipolar
#healing
#MentalHealth
99 reads
2 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 11:56pm
4th Feb 2025 11:56pm
blood and ink/monster and poet
I remember what you did
in all those nameless bars
shakin…sweatin…
thru another blackout sunrise
remember how steady your hands were
pourin shots while she packed
while she walked out
and took the kids
but do you remember moonlight
and how it danced across broken glass
how you watched dawn paint gold
across your wreckage
felt the touch of sunlight
and how it could turn shame into resurrection?
I remember when
you’d trade one darkness for another
when you found new warm bodies
to numb the cold ...
in all those nameless bars
shakin…sweatin…
thru another blackout sunrise
remember how steady your hands were
pourin shots while she packed
while she walked out
and took the kids
but do you remember moonlight
and how it danced across broken glass
how you watched dawn paint gold
across your wreckage
felt the touch of sunlight
and how it could turn shame into resurrection?
I remember when
you’d trade one darkness for another
when you found new warm bodies
to numb the cold ...
#addiction
#alcohol
#bipolar
#healing
#PersonalGrowth
88 reads
9 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 11:26pm
4th Feb 2025 11:26pm
follow me into the storm
the wind speaks of lettin go
in the language of the broken
promisin to scatter these bones
like the last notes of a storm
fadin into thunder
mother nature opens her arms
in a way that my mother never did
offerin shelter in the chaos
peace in the destruction
rest in her wild heart
each breath a step closer
to the quiet center
where stars hang too low
and the moon splits the clouds
where the sky bleeds into the horizon
and lightnin makes promises
that the rain never intended to keep
where darkness drifts in ...
in the language of the broken
promisin to scatter these bones
like the last notes of a storm
fadin into thunder
mother nature opens her arms
in a way that my mother never did
offerin shelter in the chaos
peace in the destruction
rest in her wild heart
each breath a step closer
to the quiet center
where stars hang too low
and the moon splits the clouds
where the sky bleeds into the horizon
and lightnin makes promises
that the rain never intended to keep
where darkness drifts in ...
#bipolar
#depression
#shadows
83 reads
5 Comments
Juliet_Disguised
JaneDoe
JaneDoe
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 4:53am
21st Jan 2025 4:53am
Manic nights
Manic nights are the absolute worst up all night tired all day brain is racing racing racing with no clear thought to display. Spending all my money until my money is all gone. Feeling guilty always for the things that I’ve done wrong. Manic nights are the worst no sleep for me you see, stuck all night laying in bed while my husband gently sleeps. Manic nights are the worst but better than depression. At least I have a desire to live instead of suicidal sessions. I guess I should be greatful I’m still alive and able to say that manic nights are the worst when I’m up all night and tired all day
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
29th Dec 2024 4:37am
29th Dec 2024 4:37am
Alone
I wake up alone
Drink my coffee and bourbon
Next to the foggy window
As the cold rain loosens and breaks
Every leaf still left clinging to life
Before they're pushed to the ground
I go out alone
Thinking about the note you left
That day you went away because of
My distance, despair and depression
Saying you needed more to life
Than a series of highs and lows from a
Never ending roller-coaster ride
And the chilling rain continued
I come home alone
Drink my bourbon and coffee
With a little more...
Drink my coffee and bourbon
Next to the foggy window
As the cold rain loosens and breaks
Every leaf still left clinging to life
Before they're pushed to the ground
I go out alone
Thinking about the note you left
That day you went away because of
My distance, despair and depression
Saying you needed more to life
Than a series of highs and lows from a
Never ending roller-coaster ride
And the chilling rain continued
I come home alone
Drink my bourbon and coffee
With a little more...
#addiction
#anxiety
#bipolar
#depression
#MentalHealth
76 reads
5 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
10th Oct 2024 1:14pm
10th Oct 2024 1:14pm
after the novel
After the novel
The elderly gent next door drinks a few beers
before going to bed, to fall asleep quickly and
avoid unwanted dreams
We can say his dreams are a myriad of chaos
of thoughts ducking up like mushrooms
after rain
A rhapsody of life lived, a colored tapestry
lightening up the dreamless, who, in utter
despair, no, no, this can't be true
You are mixing up your life with books you
have read and made the content a part of the
truth, to give you strength to meet the day
and not fall into apathy playing poker...
The elderly gent next door drinks a few beers
before going to bed, to fall asleep quickly and
avoid unwanted dreams
We can say his dreams are a myriad of chaos
of thoughts ducking up like mushrooms
after rain
A rhapsody of life lived, a colored tapestry
lightening up the dreamless, who, in utter
despair, no, no, this can't be true
You are mixing up your life with books you
have read and made the content a part of the
truth, to give you strength to meet the day
and not fall into apathy playing poker...
#addiction
#anxiety
#apathy #bipolar
#apathy #bipolar
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0 Comments
Everavalon
Poem Published
1st Sep 2024 2:12pm
1st Sep 2024 2:12pm
Griming the sane
Ample desire
perusing the fire
With psychosis griming the sane
Images spent
Will never relent
We’re the tempest devoid of the rain
Nonsensical drive
In what keeps me alive
My pain, simply masked with a grin
Yesterday’s fraught
With the things I have bought
Mania: a fantastical sin
We’re up; we are down
We are longing to drown
Ideation has sampled thy visions
Plagued with ill-thought
Alive while we rot
No sutures to close my incisions
perusing the fire
With psychosis griming the sane
Images spent
Will never relent
We’re the tempest devoid of the rain
Nonsensical drive
In what keeps me alive
My pain, simply masked with a grin
Yesterday’s fraught
With the things I have bought
Mania: a fantastical sin
We’re up; we are down
We are longing to drown
Ideation has sampled thy visions
Plagued with ill-thought
Alive while we rot
No sutures to close my incisions
#bipolar
185 reads
4 Comments
DaxterDux
Dax
Dax
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2024 8:21pm
23rd Jul 2024 8:21pm
What they never know
Desires swirl in the mist
One could grab them if not for the doubt
All the self loathing permeable
But lovers requiem loud and resounding
They are there to staunch the flow and heal the wounds
it’s all about the ones they never know
Trickling in and tearing flesh
Holding virtue to themselves
All will crumble and decay
But soon
They will know
One could grab them if not for the doubt
All the self loathing permeable
But lovers requiem loud and resounding
They are there to staunch the flow and heal the wounds
it’s all about the ones they never know
Trickling in and tearing flesh
Holding virtue to themselves
All will crumble and decay
But soon
They will know
#bipolar
#depression
#MentalHealth
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