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63 · Oct 2024
Let it out slowly
BipolarBear Oct 2024
Put ink to pen
and pen to paper,
the words and stories
will come later.

Never allowing
the water-flow out,
will end in damage,
destruction and drought.
62 · Oct 2024
Trustfall
BipolarBear Oct 2024
Never at all  
did I understand love songs before.

To 'do anything' for a smile,
simply couldn't be true.
Until you grinned,
and I looked at you.

Never at all  
did I understand marriage before.

To give up oneself,
your ambitions and goals.
Do it all for your family
and unite your souls.

It perplexed me how
they knew it would work.
Until one look at you.
Then my love, I learnt.
#love #romance #trust #fallen #marriage #lovesongs #smile #family
62 · Oct 2024
Beautiful Sin
BipolarBear Oct 2024
His face holds no flaw, his smile stops time.
His words paint a future in this willing mind.
He must be an angel of the Lord's design.
Yet, religion divides - it bars me from him.
How, Lord, is it possible? That he is a sin?
60 · Jan 13
Love, Ever Alien
BipolarBear Jan 13
I never understood love songs.
Not until you, dear, came along.
But now we are strangers again,
my own words feel hollow and spent.
Looking back on my old poetry, they are foreign
58 · Oct 2024
Dear friend
BipolarBear Oct 2024
Dear friend,
from my past

Do not harbour those
bitter feelings please.  
We loved and we lost.
I needed you - you,
me - thus our paths crossed.

Don't grieve this chapter
spent with eachother.
You will always be
with me, and me you,
we carved the other.

I wish you the best.
May you grow, prosper,
love and all the rest.
I'm on my 4th highschool due to moving around a bunch. Countless friendships have formed and ruptured. When we are young we think that our best friends will be around forever, unfortunately this is not the case.
55 · Jan 8
Neurotic Black Hole
BipolarBear Jan 8
Negative emotions,
always so much stronger.
Positive ones never
stay to linger longer.

For a heart can be filled
to the brim with delight.
While one can live dying
ever deeper inside.
55 · Dec 2024
Help Me To Help Myself
BipolarBear Dec 2024
Today a new year
  is upon us folk;
our shoulders sinking
  still below the yolk.
In earnest I pray:
  it be better yet.
Reaching for the light,
  wispy arm outstretched.

Lord, give me courage,
  strength to do my best.
To break these wilful
  chains which crush my chest.
Thaw my fingers which
  clutch onto this key.
Help me rescue my
  dying creativity.

On my knees, I beg;
  how I plead to thee.
In this nightmare of
  a life don't leave me.
I so wish to crawl,
  to stand, walk and run.
How I wish to breath,
  to talk and to love.
47 · Oct 2024
Corkscrew spin
BipolarBear Oct 2024
A shiny forehead;
accelerating pulse.

I'm anxious to win;
yet thoughts escape me,
like smoke in the wind.

I lost hold of my-
self, clutching onto
this pen in my hand.

Always, I feel it
escalate - defeat:
my sinking sand.

— The End —