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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Bipolar (Highs&Lows)
(HIGHS)
It’s the rush of adrenaline pumping through your veins as the roller coaster climbs to the top and stops; just long enough for you to gasp for breath and scream.
It’s the soothing serenity of the hot bath water gently calming the sharp pain from your tense muscles after a long days work.
It’s the brief endorphins pulsing through your brain waves during a belly aching laugh.
It’s the slight sense of mortality and weightlessness you feel as yours hands slip when you try to cross the monkey bars.
(LOWS)
It’s the sour...
It’s the rush of adrenaline pumping through your veins as the roller coaster climbs to the top and stops; just long enough for you to gasp for breath and scream.
It’s the soothing serenity of the hot bath water gently calming the sharp pain from your tense muscles after a long days work.
It’s the brief endorphins pulsing through your brain waves during a belly aching laugh.
It’s the slight sense of mortality and weightlessness you feel as yours hands slip when you try to cross the monkey bars.
(LOWS)
It’s the sour...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar #MentalHealth
#bipolar #MentalHealth
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Babysitter Of Butterflies Fondly Alights
Babysitter Of Butterflies Fondly Alights
Ruby was a Nubian queen come to rule my heart. We found ourselves ensconced in an apartment complex for the divinely touched. She was the mistress of our realm who found a stopping-off point for her career there among the madly inspired. Foremost among the wickedly wacky was me whom she sought for counsel on the inner workings of the residents. She saw me as a shaman whose insights might help her gain traction with the velvet glove she used to ease us into calm.
And on one such day, she knocked on my door with me inside,...
Ruby was a Nubian queen come to rule my heart. We found ourselves ensconced in an apartment complex for the divinely touched. She was the mistress of our realm who found a stopping-off point for her career there among the madly inspired. Foremost among the wickedly wacky was me whom she sought for counsel on the inner workings of the residents. She saw me as a shaman whose insights might help her gain traction with the velvet glove she used to ease us into calm.
And on one such day, she knocked on my door with me inside,...
#erotic
#bipolar
#MentalHealth #sensual
#MentalHealth #sensual
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Empty
The scariest part of a depressive episode isn't crying due to the intense sadness and pain, but when you cannot.
#depression
#dark
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#suffering
581 reads
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Dissociation
Maybe I am a hollow tree with no leaves, with a family of owls living inside.
#depression
#dark
#bipolar #emptiness
#bipolar #emptiness
637 reads
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Misstep
The darkness holds my hand through life. He is always there, waiting to take my hand again, when I step off the pebbled path.
#depression
#dark
#bipolar
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Tomorrow's Fetus
Tomorrow's fetus dies in the womb of todays dispair and in my rage I destroy yesterday
Life's neglect forcefeeds unkind thoughts down my throat yet still I starve and beg for more
This blade caresses my flesh,
the only contact that I long to feel so I kiss this blade and begin to mutilate
Like lambs to the slaughter so are my wrists a bitter sacrifice in which selfendulgance is my addiction
The blood flows like rivers
and flood this life with red pain, a colour so pure suicide could never whitewash away
Life's neglect forcefeeds unkind thoughts down my throat yet still I starve and beg for more
This blade caresses my flesh,
the only contact that I long to feel so I kiss this blade and begin to mutilate
Like lambs to the slaughter so are my wrists a bitter sacrifice in which selfendulgance is my addiction
The blood flows like rivers
and flood this life with red pain, a colour so pure suicide could never whitewash away
#depression
#SelfHarm
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
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losing Paris
Losing Paris
The village has been enveloped by fog for days.
The world is shrinking; all I see is our apartment.
And the misery of prisoners of the pandemic.
We are sinking into abjection, and we can´t run.
Do you remember Paris ten years ago, she says?
Well, vaguely I murmured, then she told me of us
travelling there on a bus that took forever.
She had visited family and friend, visited her
brother grave and enjoyed herself.
I had read poetry at a venue and met with silence.
I had gone to a theatre showing a modern play ...
The village has been enveloped by fog for days.
The world is shrinking; all I see is our apartment.
And the misery of prisoners of the pandemic.
We are sinking into abjection, and we can´t run.
Do you remember Paris ten years ago, she says?
Well, vaguely I murmured, then she told me of us
travelling there on a bus that took forever.
She had visited family and friend, visited her
brother grave and enjoyed herself.
I had read poetry at a venue and met with silence.
I had gone to a theatre showing a modern play ...
#anxiety
#bipolar
#addiction
#apathy
#Autism
429 reads
2 Comments
Obscured
Obscured and vague
Hidden in clouds
In a mist of gray
I'm lost
Strayed along the way
Lend a helping hand
Dampen this fire
That rages in my mind
Hidden in clouds
In a mist of gray
I'm lost
Strayed along the way
Lend a helping hand
Dampen this fire
That rages in my mind
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#addiction
#MentalHealth
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Abhorrent affliction
Apprehensive atmosphere
Closed around him with
Hateful hostility
Menacingly mocking
As his autonomy
Fearfully faded
Abhorrent affliction
Creeps in from
Secretive shadows
Vainly claiming
It's conquered
Feeble frailty
Closed around him with
Hateful hostility
Menacingly mocking
As his autonomy
Fearfully faded
Abhorrent affliction
Creeps in from
Secretive shadows
Vainly claiming
It's conquered
Feeble frailty
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#fear
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writing games
The writing games
If you want to know about me, there will be no diary
you will find my struggle in my writing, you see I'm two persons in one body
the good one who could not harm and the angry one
who knew the nice one was a fake?
I was good, got promotion in a job that was to find out how to fire people
with minimum fuzz and not replacing them, which was the name of the game.
But the angry voice said you are making the rich wealthier and the poor
Destitute, have you no shame, you have become a disgrace.
It was at a Christmas party at the...
If you want to know about me, there will be no diary
you will find my struggle in my writing, you see I'm two persons in one body
the good one who could not harm and the angry one
who knew the nice one was a fake?
I was good, got promotion in a job that was to find out how to fire people
with minimum fuzz and not replacing them, which was the name of the game.
But the angry voice said you are making the rich wealthier and the poor
Destitute, have you no shame, you have become a disgrace.
It was at a Christmas party at the...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#illness
#apathy
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1 Comment
at the hospital
At the hospital
I had an appointment
It appears my kidney is in a bad shape
Due to my diabetes.
Leaving with this glad tiding
I went the wrong way out
And was brutally stopped by a Nazi guard.
I pushed back
And we ended up in a fight
it was stopped by my nurse
Who whispered something in his ear?
He let go.
I needed a pee, he wouldn´t tell me
Where the toilet was
The revenge of the small people.
I took my penis out ready to pee on the floor.
They hastily showed me the loo.
The guard said: don´t be so...
I had an appointment
It appears my kidney is in a bad shape
Due to my diabetes.
Leaving with this glad tiding
I went the wrong way out
And was brutally stopped by a Nazi guard.
I pushed back
And we ended up in a fight
it was stopped by my nurse
Who whispered something in his ear?
He let go.
I needed a pee, he wouldn´t tell me
Where the toilet was
The revenge of the small people.
I took my penis out ready to pee on the floor.
They hastily showed me the loo.
The guard said: don´t be so...
#anxiety
#bipolar
#addiction
#apathy
#Autism
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2 Comments
Terminal torture
When I close my eyes
I can see the screaming stars
Threatening to leave the night
Till I'm alone in the suffocating dark
It's terminal torture
Living with dying synapses
Bricks crumble one by one
Till the brain finally collapses
Everything's exposed
But I still breathe
My heart lies crushed on the floor
Yet I don't bleed
I search for my lost soul
I must've dropped it along the way
Asking for help
But everyone just stares or looks away
Was life meant to be
A puzzle impossible to...
I can see the screaming stars
Threatening to leave the night
Till I'm alone in the suffocating dark
It's terminal torture
Living with dying synapses
Bricks crumble one by one
Till the brain finally collapses
Everything's exposed
But I still breathe
My heart lies crushed on the floor
Yet I don't bleed
I search for my lost soul
I must've dropped it along the way
Asking for help
But everyone just stares or looks away
Was life meant to be
A puzzle impossible to...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
625 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Bipolar Seeking Friendly Advice