i don't want to have these bipolar conversations where i threaten, and apologize, and demand, and apologize again
i don't mean to take you through the ringer to make you see violence and mood swings
i don't mean to scare you when i don't take my medicine i don't mean to scare you when i cry for hours i don't mean to scare you when i scream and punch things
i never meant to do those things like keying your car
i never meant to drop everything and go across multiple state lines with no plans at all
i never meant to hurt myself until my arms were coated in scars
for all of the times i self-medicated poked myself with needles and drank away my pain, i'm sorry i shouldn't have taken so many xanax you're right i was wrong again
i never meant for you to be my caretaker i hate those words caretaker i should be able to take care of myself
i'm sorry i am not managing this illness i am very very ill
i'm sorry for the times i couldn't get out of bed couldn't eat, couldn't move couldn't go to work
i'm sorry for the times i made tons of post-it notes filled journals with ideas bought calendars and organization tools
i'm sorry for getting your hopes up i really thought i could do it this time
i'm sorry for my diagnosis i'm sorry i didn't understand how serious this is
i didn't ask to be bipolar i didn't ask to be born
i make cases for myself in my head but they're all filed as crazy
i'm sorry i was delusional paranoid and afraid
i'm sorry for the drug binges
i'm sorry for melting fading burning and still coming back alive
these low lows and high highs
you've been through the ringer
when you're only supposed to be support, a resource of compassion... you had to be a caretaker
you didn't ask for this and neither did i
i sometimes questioned if it was harder on you to live with someone with bipolar disorder than it was for me to live with bipolar disorder
you wanted to save me but you realized that i can only save myself
now i'm drowning and my lifeline is gone
i'm trying to learn to swim i just hope i do it before i sink
i'm sorry for all of the ****** poetry i made you read