Bipolar Poems
#bipolar
Bipolar poems, poetry about the mental illness bipolar, or manic depression, characterized by both manic and depressive episodes. Poems about bipolar, a glimpse into the struggle of living with the mood swings and challenges presented by this mental health condition.
Earthing
and so I dream of taking
every bit of myself
to the woods, where
I will find the parts of me
that are still whole,
still connected to everything;
where the sun on my face
invigorates my bones and
the smell of pine and moss,
the texture of earth and detritus,
fills my weary soul to bursting;
there, I am not broken or
found wanting by schedules
or living a life meant for others;
there, I am free
every bit of myself
to the woods, where
I will find the parts of me
that are still whole,
still connected to everything;
where the sun on my face
invigorates my bones and
the smell of pine and moss,
the texture of earth and detritus,
fills my weary soul to bursting;
there, I am not broken or
found wanting by schedules
or living a life meant for others;
there, I am free
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#SelfDiscovery
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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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Pretend
My umbrella shields the rain,
my bandaid hides my pain,
the mask hides my expressions,
the pills shield my aggression.
My umbrella broke,
my bandaids soaked,
the mask cracked,
the pills back-lashed,
and once again I am insane.
my bandaid hides my pain,
the mask hides my expressions,
the pills shield my aggression.
My umbrella broke,
my bandaids soaked,
the mask cracked,
the pills back-lashed,
and once again I am insane.
#bipolar
#LifeStruggles
#meditation #MentalHealth
#meditation #MentalHealth
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The Black Pond
Trapped from the start
She tried to reach for the stars
When she was held behind the bars
Hoping to see a glimpse of the sparks
With a flick of her wand
She stumbled across the pond
Wondering what was lurking
Underneath the motionless surface
She was so intrigued as it spoke
And made shapes in different sizes
After revealing its secrets
It sunk back into the darkness
The pond gently lured her in
To see the great mysteries
Beyond her imagination
Along with the greatest transformations
She tried to reach for the stars
When she was held behind the bars
Hoping to see a glimpse of the sparks
With a flick of her wand
She stumbled across the pond
Wondering what was lurking
Underneath the motionless surface
She was so intrigued as it spoke
And made shapes in different sizes
After revealing its secrets
It sunk back into the darkness
The pond gently lured her in
To see the great mysteries
Beyond her imagination
Along with the greatest transformations
#bipolar
#confusion
#illness
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
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Can you hear me?
Unrelenting waves
crashing down
pummeling me
into the ground
Unforgiving pasts
circling around
like a karmic
downward spiral
Unconvincing glances
render speechless
the mouths
that drain my life
Impermissible habits
tying us together
like fish
on the same hook
Misguided interpretations
of everything
I trusted them
without hesitation
Unforgotten words
in displaced contexts
but did you forget
where you come from?
Irreplacable silences
at...
crashing down
pummeling me
into the ground
Unforgiving pasts
circling around
like a karmic
downward spiral
Unconvincing glances
render speechless
the mouths
that drain my life
Impermissible habits
tying us together
like fish
on the same hook
Misguided interpretations
of everything
I trusted them
without hesitation
Unforgotten words
in displaced contexts
but did you forget
where you come from?
Irreplacable silences
at...
#bipolar
#disappointment
#grief
#MentalHealth
#regret
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Intoxicated
I possess an illness,
an addiction to your drug.
A sip of rose wine
and conversation intoxicates me,
and I am left craving
the petals of your rose.
Symptoms of loneliness
and the longing for you,
I have no regrets
for my addiction to you.
Your beauty is thus a drug!
Let’s impregnate this idea of us!
an addiction to your drug.
A sip of rose wine
and conversation intoxicates me,
and I am left craving
the petals of your rose.
Symptoms of loneliness
and the longing for you,
I have no regrets
for my addiction to you.
Your beauty is thus a drug!
Let’s impregnate this idea of us!
#addiction
#bipolar
#dark
#MentalHealth
#surreal
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Venting with a tired growl

#anxiety
#bipolar
#depression
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
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Infection
Infection runs cold in the bloodstream
Depleting
Destroying
Devouring
Deleting
My sense of self
Till there's nothing left
Depleting
Destroying
Devouring
Deleting
My sense of self
Till there's nothing left
#anxiety
#bipolar
#depression
#despair
#MentalHealth
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Damaged
dAmAgEd~
Nothing worse than doubting worth since my date of birth\\
Childhood trauma was an everyday occurrence with no assurance that things would ever change\\
Emotional warfare was a family tradition in addition to physical abuse no excuse better learn to block out the pain, never complain\\
So you damn right •I’m damaged • but I’ve managed to convert into a savage\\
Where do I begin,...
Nothing worse than doubting worth since my date of birth\\
Childhood trauma was an everyday occurrence with no assurance that things would ever change\\
Emotional warfare was a family tradition in addition to physical abuse no excuse better learn to block out the pain, never complain\\
So you damn right •I’m damaged • but I’ve managed to convert into a savage\\
Where do I begin,...
#anxiety
#bipolar
#insomnia
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Disconnected
Feeling disconnected
Friends and family
Sometimes seem robotic
Stare into my mother's face
Until it's unrecognizable
Is this what madness is like
It's an unacceptable
And insane thought
Where am I
God help me
Bring me home
Friends and family
Sometimes seem robotic
Stare into my mother's face
Until it's unrecognizable
Is this what madness is like
It's an unacceptable
And insane thought
Where am I
God help me
Bring me home
#anxiety
#bipolar
#depression
#fear
#MentalHealth
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Insides (Outsides)
I feel hollowed out,
Like if I could see inside myself I’d see a tangle of veins and bones left behind.
I once got a cut on my face,
From mouth to ear.
It was deep enough in some places I could see the inside of my mouth from the outside.
I remember the blood running down my throat,
Putting my shaking hands to the wound and feeling nothing.
I was stitched up at the hospital,
They didn’t let me look at my face afterward.
I hardly remember what it looked like now,
But the sensation of seeing my insides from the outside, ...
Like if I could see inside myself I’d see a tangle of veins and bones left behind.
I once got a cut on my face,
From mouth to ear.
It was deep enough in some places I could see the inside of my mouth from the outside.
I remember the blood running down my throat,
Putting my shaking hands to the wound and feeling nothing.
I was stitched up at the hospital,
They didn’t let me look at my face afterward.
I hardly remember what it looked like now,
But the sensation of seeing my insides from the outside, ...
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
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bittersweet memories (Paula)

#bipolar
#dark
#ForbiddenLove
#MentalHealth
#UnrequitedLove
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