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Bipolar

by sycokitten

Occasionally I still feel it pull me Slowly down into that swirling sea Despite how far I've come Part of me's eternally numb Have to ask myself why I'm mad Tell myself I'm not really sad Always question the emotion I feel Found out long ago they're not always real They come and go without reason Little bits of self treason Never notice until its there That swirling pit of despair Its like weeks go by normally Then its all fucked up suddenly I've learned to handle I've learned to cope Just take a shot or smoke some dope I used to think it would go away But I've learned its here to stay
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Feb 27, 2015
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