Long Poems About Bipolar
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dfwtinman
Poem Published
29th Nov 2022 6:53pm
29th Nov 2022 6:53pm
Electroconvulsive Therapy
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Electroconvulsive Therapy
Spying exits, I contemplate my escape
as my wheelchair winds its way from
the ICU to the fifth floor psych ward.
I'm promised three meals a day,
served on trays that bear my name (a name ostensibly Top Secret on this floor).
Next comes the forced sharing of painful memories with other imperfect strangers.
A game played if we hope win our release.
Yet, there's no percentage in this slow attrition. So I go "All In" for the Gold Standard Treatment,...
Electroconvulsive Therapy
Spying exits, I contemplate my escape
as my wheelchair winds its way from
the ICU to the fifth floor psych ward.
I'm promised three meals a day,
served on trays that bear my name (a name ostensibly Top Secret on this floor).
Next comes the forced sharing of painful memories with other imperfect strangers.
A game played if we hope win our release.
Yet, there's no percentage in this slow attrition. So I go "All In" for the Gold Standard Treatment,...
#anxiety
#depression
#SelfHarm
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
387 reads
1 Comment
TheParadigm1982_40
Poem Published
10th Nov 2022 11:21pm
10th Nov 2022 11:21pm
Bi Polar 1 - Jerome 0
I once closed my eyes and found myself drowning in endless spider webs of unoccupied corridors of confusion beneath singed wings of tomorrow. I sometimes awake half dead in a mausoleum filled with the ashes of past memories of happier times mentally, when I didn’t have to make a habit out of scaring myself by standing over my own body wishing for more time to do the things I wasn’t already a slave to like shots and pills. What am I even complaining about? Even the stars seek refuge in space due to the giant bully know as gravity. The same gravity that allows us to make a wish on them as...
#depression
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#weakness
#vulnerability
303 reads
2 Comments
toniscales
Lost Girl
Lost Girl
Poem Published
8th Nov 2022 7:26pm
8th Nov 2022 7:26pm
The Chair
Someone had left a large, black wheelchair next to the metal trash bin outside her apartment.
It looked to be in good condition. She dusted it off and slowly wheeled it through the front door of her place. It seemed sad for such a thing to be thrown away. She wondered if the person whom it had belonged to had maybe passed away.
She tried not to think about it.
Maybe she could have use for it. It would be a useful thing to transport trash bags with. She hated going to the trash bin, and there were already numerous bags of trash accumulating in her kitchen. ...
It looked to be in good condition. She dusted it off and slowly wheeled it through the front door of her place. It seemed sad for such a thing to be thrown away. She wondered if the person whom it had belonged to had maybe passed away.
She tried not to think about it.
Maybe she could have use for it. It would be a useful thing to transport trash bags with. She hated going to the trash bin, and there were already numerous bags of trash accumulating in her kitchen. ...
#depression
#loneliness
#dark
#bipolar
#despair
364 reads
1 Comment
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Jun 2022 3:43am
30th Jun 2022 3:43am
Straight Talk (When The Core Of The Mind Refuses To Speak Coherently)
I will attempt to elaborate on the more aggressive theories that seem to marginalize, relevant concerns that has made me ponder and see if I intricate the whys, or at least find the source of its understanding.
I had to revisit the concept of understanding the complexities of the mind due in part.
Mental illness seems to on the uprise, and it is affecting our youth at an alarming rate. Thus far the statistical for adults has not started for the margin.
A slope in the statistical incline, or shift seems to be affecting the Caucasian...
I had to revisit the concept of understanding the complexities of the mind due in part.
Mental illness seems to on the uprise, and it is affecting our youth at an alarming rate. Thus far the statistical for adults has not started for the margin.
A slope in the statistical incline, or shift seems to be affecting the Caucasian...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
783 reads
9 Comments
jmerrick73
Poem Published
26th May 2022 4:24am
26th May 2022 4:24am
Lustful deeds
#lust
#death
#bipolar #MentalHealth
#bipolar #MentalHealth
511 reads
1 Comment
ex-periment-626
Poem Published
27th Apr 2022 11:27pm
27th Apr 2022 11:27pm
there's no need to read this either
im not really sure how to decribe what im feeling right now. i think i need to split my life into factors. in my relationship i feel defeated. that might be the only word i have. i have done so much wrong and caused so much hurt that im in this constant limbo between "i dont deserve to be treated well" and "i shouldn't be treated like this/talked to this way". and then some things hurt more than you could ever imagine but you never expect to happen and then it does and it slices you. what do you even say to your partner when they say the have no one? i dont think thats something i can ever...
#anxiety
#loneliness
#dark
#bipolar
#EatingDisorder
538 reads
0 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2021 7:15pm
22nd Mar 2021 7:15pm
Embracing The Heavens Within A Hellish Soul
You are having a witnessed poetic mental breakdown
The twin peaks of your soul have converged in obscurity without a sound
Your occultism mind will make a case study for any Psychiatric Journal book
I am sure Mastema will be thrilled once your name is added once he takes a look
You make no earthly sense
Please tell me this is an act, or are you just this dense
If you truly believe what’s going on inside your head
When you talk to whatever seven demons in solitude when you are alone in your bed ...
The twin peaks of your soul have converged in obscurity without a sound
Your occultism mind will make a case study for any Psychiatric Journal book
I am sure Mastema will be thrilled once your name is added once he takes a look
You make no earthly sense
Please tell me this is an act, or are you just this dense
If you truly believe what’s going on inside your head
When you talk to whatever seven demons in solitude when you are alone in your bed ...
#soldiers
#bipolar
#spiritual #MentalHealth
#spiritual #MentalHealth
687 reads
goldenmyst
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2021 9:32pm
2nd Mar 2021 9:32pm
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
306 reads
2 Comments
Oohloulala
Loulou
Loulou
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2020 3:38am
22nd Nov 2020 3:38am
Manic
Been a while since the rush of too many endorphins and I'm feeling manic.
Lots of dopamine so less panic, more sporadic, careless joy as i commit to my stupid ideas.
No fear; my actions appear without careful consideration, adorn my skin, tattooed no intrepidation, reckless for the night and it becoming my vocation, for i know it'll dissappate as quickly as it came.
I'd pick this crazy mindset over my normal everytime.
I love the lack of inhibitions, not being governed by my mind.
And though technically still me inside, I feel so wild and free. ...
Lots of dopamine so less panic, more sporadic, careless joy as i commit to my stupid ideas.
No fear; my actions appear without careful consideration, adorn my skin, tattooed no intrepidation, reckless for the night and it becoming my vocation, for i know it'll dissappate as quickly as it came.
I'd pick this crazy mindset over my normal everytime.
I love the lack of inhibitions, not being governed by my mind.
And though technically still me inside, I feel so wild and free. ...
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
651 reads
2 Comments
_kristiibooooo
Kristina
Kristina
Poem Published
10th Nov 2020 3:00am
10th Nov 2020 3:00am
Depressed insomniac
Do you want to know what the worst part of being insomniac is?
Laying down and watching videos and seeing videos that you didn’t even know related to
I was watching a video the other day
The way the video started was, what’s the worst thing you hate about being depressed.
The girl in the video started to go on and on
you realize how much you relate to things
The little things you hate about depression are like
Reasons why I don’t wanna get out of bed
Reasons why I don’t wanna brush my hair
Deep down you want to but in that moment you can’t you...
Laying down and watching videos and seeing videos that you didn’t even know related to
I was watching a video the other day
The way the video started was, what’s the worst thing you hate about being depressed.
The girl in the video started to go on and on
you realize how much you relate to things
The little things you hate about depression are like
Reasons why I don’t wanna get out of bed
Reasons why I don’t wanna brush my hair
Deep down you want to but in that moment you can’t you...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
478 reads
2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
25th Oct 2020 6:19pm
25th Oct 2020 6:19pm
Rectal Readings of Temperature, Time, Place, Pulse and Respiration
why do you
dance
in a macroscope
wit'out
yOur steel-toed
work'boots ?
A most heavy'weighty
I-beam could
fall
fall
...
dance
in a macroscope
wit'out
yOur steel-toed
work'boots ?
A most heavy'weighty
I-beam could
fall
fall
...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
448 reads
9 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
25th Jun 2020 00:49am
25th Jun 2020 00:49am
JOURNEY THROUGH LIFE
Through trails and tribulations we will go through something's that we will never totally understand, as we may never truly understand as it is lessons that we must learn, for that is the journey of life with lessons to learn. That sometimes changes how we see and live within the depth of our lives. For sometimes we may encounter stumbling blocks, stopping us from going anywhere in our lives whether its forward sometimes just leaving us to go backwards. Yet that shouldn't be the case nor should it matter how you achieve your goals, for ask thyself what is fear for it is only a subconscious...
#anxiety
#bipolar
#PTSD
#nightmares
#Autism
696 reads
6 Comments
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