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BipolarBear Oct 2024
Polished pedestal,
solid and steady.
Up you go, my dear;
get yourself ready.

I will gawk and stare;
kneel, praise and compare.

Until my knees bruise,
ego worse for wear,
eyes ache and vocal
chords all waste away.

So, tell me abou-
nevermind darling.
Your charcater is
near done constructing.
Why do I do this to myself?
BipolarBear Nov 2024
Today I fell out of like with you dear.
Although I still hate not having you near.
I'd rather nothing, than a version of you;
that's neither loving, nor coming through.

For I won't settle - for just attention.
I need unity, in shared direction.
You know I like you, yet you fail to give,
your time and presence - jealousy instead.
I'm not convinced that you know how to love.
BipolarBear Nov 2024
Why do I harbour time? I wish it all be mine.
I don't like using it, rather freedom permit.
I try to keep it close, always away it goes.
Not naming where I know, subconsciously I chose.
BipolarBear Oct 2024
Is it me or is it the pill?
A question I ask daily.
Is it will or clinical?
I think it is me mainly.

But awhile mentally ill,
memories become hazy.
Think back, Harley Quinn, until,
before you were so crazy.

Thirteen years old, childlike thrill,
I have not felt sane lately.
Doctor, that girl I did ****,
too weak to put it straightly.

What is abnormal, when I recall normalcy vaguely?
14 lines of 7 syllables -
an odd number for an odd poem :)

Inspired by the fact that I can't decipher what is a side effect when I have felt out of it for so long. I have formed a little web of issues before getting help for the original culprit of my pain.
BipolarBear Aug 13
He consumes my mind,
my forest fire in the breeze.
I must pull the plug.
BipolarBear Oct 2024
I was just a kid.
I did not know what I was doing.

I was just a kid.
A kid in debilitating pain.
It was unbearable
to be awake.

It was impossible
to grab hold
of the bright future  
that was slipping through my fingers.

Locked in my own body.
Stripped of free will.
Unstable on my own two feet.
Bed bound for eternity.

I found a relief.
Something which gave me hope.
It held me up like crutches,
and enabled me to keep going.

I am still a kid.
A kid who cannot stand
without crutches anymore.

Please do not take them away.
Please do not let me fall.
BipolarBear Jan 20
First comes flame; your beating heart sets alight.
Then comes rain; relieving the raging pain.
But now barely breathing, you feel nothing.
Your blackened heart pauses, before collapsing.
Poem inspired by the life cycle of a star and the stages of depression without the right intervention. The debilitating pain, and the coping mechanisms.
BipolarBear Sep 5
Oh had I written out our memories;
but I avoided the ink.
Now my mind has twisted, disfigured your voice;
I cannot tell real from fake.
BipolarBear Nov 2024
We will never reach tomorrow.
Yesterday no longer exists.
Remaining always in today,
live in the present or lose it.
BipolarBear Jan 11
Some words from a different time,
caught my eye and captured my mind.
A note in 'Notes' from November -
when I believed in forever.

To think of how I thought of you
splits my hardened heart in two.
I wish to wipe these memories;
go back to friends, undo these deeds.
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
BipolarBear Nov 2024
Can I trust you to take me through the death of my mum and my dad?
Not 100%
Can I trust you to raise our kids alone?
Not 100%

I need 100% baby.
BipolarBear Nov 2024
Oh to weave those thoughts into words;
how I yearn to learn your pattern.
I trip, I fall, I bruise, it hurts;
misunderstanding - a deadly casm.

Unspoken words to skin, it burns;
decipher the pain I cannot.  
While speech departs, action returns;
but without breath, our bond will rot.

Thus I reach out, unsteady, unsure;
hopeful to mend our silent rift.
Take my hand in yours I implore;
pull me closer, or grant our drift.

For the ground gives way bit by bit;
rough, festering seas lie beneath.
Water our seed, do not flood it;
rosebuds thrive on a renounced heath.
Contrasting love languages convey similar messages, but can we learn to speak eachother's?
BipolarBear Jul 28
De Moivres theorem, on the projector.
my imagination whirs, my own protector.
Emotions consume, they stop me trying.
How then could I fail? The goal denying.
BipolarBear Nov 2024
It is not goodbye.
it is just see you later...
that's much easier.
Haiku :)
BipolarBear Oct 2024
I have missed you rain.
Water flow, take me away -
our icy escape.
BipolarBear Dec 2024
'I think we should stay friends.'
I knew this was coming.
And yet these words sting like
shards of ice to tired eyes.

My heart freezes over,
but my legs slowly melt.
Now knee-deep in defeat,  
I curse the day I fell.
BipolarBear Jan 21
I remember those months of mine,
reality warped and I misplaced time.
Anxiety burned me alive -
engulfed my bones, scattered my mind.

There was one thing that halted all,
that vivacious smile of yours.
That mouth and mind always aligned,
perhaps blunt but you never lied.

You were the place I felt most safe.
Alas, all roads lead to heartache.
I never again want to be,
that wretchedly lacking safety.

— The End —