Poems About Bipolar Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about bipolar seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
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oskar
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2022 11:09am
2nd Feb 2022 11:09am
the entrepid
The Intrepid
Tall Savannah grass, he had to drive on its only road it was narrow
had no pavement, he rode his scooter could see the ears of big cats
listening.
It was noon, the lions didn’t like the smell emitting from his scooter,
animals only eat when hungry.
He stopped switching off the motor he wanted to be attacked by a lion,
be eaten alive he thought life would give meaning to his futile life.
The silence was total heard insects crossing the road sound like a regiment
on war foot.
Now or never, walked into the tall grass...
Tall Savannah grass, he had to drive on its only road it was narrow
had no pavement, he rode his scooter could see the ears of big cats
listening.
It was noon, the lions didn’t like the smell emitting from his scooter,
animals only eat when hungry.
He stopped switching off the motor he wanted to be attacked by a lion,
be eaten alive he thought life would give meaning to his futile life.
The silence was total heard insects crossing the road sound like a regiment
on war foot.
Now or never, walked into the tall grass...
#anxiety
#bipolar
#addiction
#nightmares
#apathy
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oskar
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2022 9:43am
23rd Jan 2022 9:43am
cold weather
Cold weather front
A few good days fooled us the cold weather returned we thought it was
early spring. I worried about my almond tree has its buds had been damaged
and will not bloom and strews petals on the lane,
the illusion of frost, the princes in the tower saw in the fairy tale.
The fire in the grate is exuding warmth the dog no one owns snoozes in a chair,
no, the heart to throw it out
I’m not a tree hugger, but give trees a friendly slap
a sucker for the down and out bought a chicken for a Roma women
begging outside, the guard...
A few good days fooled us the cold weather returned we thought it was
early spring. I worried about my almond tree has its buds had been damaged
and will not bloom and strews petals on the lane,
the illusion of frost, the princes in the tower saw in the fairy tale.
The fire in the grate is exuding warmth the dog no one owns snoozes in a chair,
no, the heart to throw it out
I’m not a tree hugger, but give trees a friendly slap
a sucker for the down and out bought a chicken for a Roma women
begging outside, the guard...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#apathy
#diabetes
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runningturtle87
Poem Published
15th Jan 2022 8:13pm
15th Jan 2022 8:13pm
Trigger Unhappy
Trigger Unhappy
Out of the blue,
Something
Happens
To you,
And
You're
Triggered
Right into
Despair.
I want
To give
Comfort
And make
You feel
Fine,
But
Nothing
Is taking
You there.
I've given
My options
The best
That
I could,
Yet
None
Of my talents
Set free
The focus
This trigger
Provides
For
Your anger
To wallow
Is sad
Company.
A note,
If I may, ...
Out of the blue,
Something
Happens
To you,
And
You're
Triggered
Right into
Despair.
I want
To give
Comfort
And make
You feel
Fine,
But
Nothing
Is taking
You there.
I've given
My options
The best
That
I could,
Yet
None
Of my talents
Set free
The focus
This trigger
Provides
For
Your anger
To wallow
Is sad
Company.
A note,
If I may, ...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#addiction
#PTSD
555 reads
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
15th Jan 2022 2:28am
15th Jan 2022 2:28am
Broken relic
I'm all right
I'm doing fine
I'm OK
Quit looking for signs
The only thing troubling
Is everyone who stares
Waiting for the big fail
They won't look away
They don't even care
I'm just hanging on their cross
Waiting on the nails
Go ahead and stare
At paranoia on display
A broken museum relic
To set your fixated gaze
I'm doing fine
I'm OK
Quit looking for signs
The only thing troubling
Is everyone who stares
Waiting for the big fail
They won't look away
They don't even care
I'm just hanging on their cross
Waiting on the nails
Go ahead and stare
At paranoia on display
A broken museum relic
To set your fixated gaze
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#vulnerability
366 reads
3 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
13th Dec 2021 9:43am
13th Dec 2021 9:43am
hospital workers
Hospital workers
It has been another busy day a lot of driving
the destination is yet another hospital that smells of despair.
Busy fat auxiliary nurse, you can hear the friction of sweaty thighs
and the smell of their vaginas.
I’m not surprised the canteen sell mostly sweet cakes and drinks
and low paid, they have no other chances.
The doctors are mostly good at their trade, but some of them
would be happier as car mechanics, if it hadn´t been
for pushy mothers wanting a son with a title.
They are jolly, the nurses on a sugar high, I...
It has been another busy day a lot of driving
the destination is yet another hospital that smells of despair.
Busy fat auxiliary nurse, you can hear the friction of sweaty thighs
and the smell of their vaginas.
I’m not surprised the canteen sell mostly sweet cakes and drinks
and low paid, they have no other chances.
The doctors are mostly good at their trade, but some of them
would be happier as car mechanics, if it hadn´t been
for pushy mothers wanting a son with a title.
They are jolly, the nurses on a sugar high, I...
#depression
#bipolar
#addiction
#apathy
#cancer
244 reads
1 Comment
Queen_of_darkness
Poem Published
18th Nov 2021 9:51pm
18th Nov 2021 9:51pm
If death was a game we'd all play
#depression
#loneliness
#suicide #bipolar
#suicide #bipolar
495 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
30th Oct 2021 12:13pm
30th Oct 2021 12:13pm
the carafe
The carafe
Bought a bottle
Of red wine.
It looks at me
I look at it.
Furiously.
It is empty now
threw it in the bin.
Who wants to?
Look at an empty
bottle
If you are not
a collector of labels
Bought a bottle
Of red wine.
It looks at me
I look at it.
Furiously.
It is empty now
threw it in the bin.
Who wants to?
Look at an empty
bottle
If you are not
a collector of labels
#anxiety
#bipolar
#insomnia
#addiction
#apathy
359 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
24th Oct 2021 10:37pm
24th Oct 2021 10:37pm
Rambling Voices Within The Corridor Of A Beautiful Mind
Visual-A Beautiful Mind Is Always A Terrible Occurrence To Waste
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
591 reads
4 Comments
Sad_Poet99
E.Wesley
E.Wesley
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2021 10:14pm
23rd Sep 2021 10:14pm
"Unstable"
This isn't a house
This isn't a home
This is a prison
I'm trapped in my cell alone
Stuck in my bed
Can barely move my head
My thoughts fill with dread
I would rather be dead
You walk in
Rant about your day
But you forgot to say
"Are you okay?"
Leave me here alone
My fate's set in stone
My body doesn't work
My mind is unstable
I belong on the autopsy table
This isn't a home
This is a prison
I'm trapped in my cell alone
Stuck in my bed
Can barely move my head
My thoughts fill with dread
I would rather be dead
You walk in
Rant about your day
But you forgot to say
"Are you okay?"
Leave me here alone
My fate's set in stone
My body doesn't work
My mind is unstable
I belong on the autopsy table
#rejection
#bipolar
#illness
#emptiness
#vulnerability
448 reads
2 Comments
Burgundy_Sky
Poem Published
27th Aug 2021 2:05pm
27th Aug 2021 2:05pm
7
A tussle ensues with my multiple personalities as I am tempted to scream, burning the building down as I dance happily naked covered in ashes.
Stealing humble souls putting them in my treasure chest.
A pretty, young girl seems so innocent more of an introvert but burns with desires to start the apocalypse.
It's that voice that pushes you and when you don't bend to its needs you hurt...stomach ache, headache, burning in the chest but it's because you've held it in for so long, it longs to come out to play.
When you cry it laughs at you to anger you because you seem weak...
Stealing humble souls putting them in my treasure chest.
A pretty, young girl seems so innocent more of an introvert but burns with desires to start the apocalypse.
It's that voice that pushes you and when you don't bend to its needs you hurt...stomach ache, headache, burning in the chest but it's because you've held it in for so long, it longs to come out to play.
When you cry it laughs at you to anger you because you seem weak...
#depression
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
388 reads
2 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
11th Jul 2021 4:56pm
11th Jul 2021 4:56pm
Can't see
Held my breath
And hoped for Heaven
Please God,
Show mercy and give your blessing
Awoke with tubes
In my nose and arms
Heard them whisper
"Why would he ever
Wish himself harm?"
Spoke with special doctors
I've always called them shrinks
They were searching for a reason why
There had to be a hidden link
Diagnosis wasn't clear
Depression, bipolar
And anything else I wanted to hear
Gave me pills so I wouldn't feel
Told me take these and I would heal ...
And hoped for Heaven
Please God,
Show mercy and give your blessing
Awoke with tubes
In my nose and arms
Heard them whisper
"Why would he ever
Wish himself harm?"
Spoke with special doctors
I've always called them shrinks
They were searching for a reason why
There had to be a hidden link
Diagnosis wasn't clear
Depression, bipolar
And anything else I wanted to hear
Gave me pills so I wouldn't feel
Told me take these and I would heal ...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#emptiness
609 reads
5 Comments
Debdeb
Poem Published
4th Jul 2021 5:10pm
4th Jul 2021 5:10pm
Tortured soul
I sit here Chained and shackled
to this pathetic life
forced to see the horror in everything
horrible people, doing horrible things I cannot stop it no matter how hard I try by my meaningless existence
nobody cares nobody tries forced to conform nothing
but lies all lies I cannot stop it
so I just sit and wait wait to die
Chained and shackled
To this tortured soul
This pathetic life
to this pathetic life
forced to see the horror in everything
horrible people, doing horrible things I cannot stop it no matter how hard I try by my meaningless existence
nobody cares nobody tries forced to conform nothing
but lies all lies I cannot stop it
so I just sit and wait wait to die
Chained and shackled
To this tortured soul
This pathetic life
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar #MentalHealth
#bipolar #MentalHealth
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