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Head tingling Numb Expanding to great lengths Rapid heart rate Do I breath I’m time-traveling   How am I gaining this Who am I Bigger than all of this WHY ME Electric shock through spine Seeing this body differently I’ve discovered the secret of Life - Most would never know Broken, woah Out of body These are not my arms Who’s handsome body have I How am I driving I’m standing on the beach in 2014 Is it 2014   HOW I remember everything **** Night driving Experiencing vibrant colors How is my body doing this I’ve revisited my birth I refuse to be One Name Two Labels Three personalities Fifty hours and I can’t sleep Not through this Madness No longer am I Broken I’m free Ocean breeze blowing Windows are up Jazzy sound of the birds Slow down a little Hype of the surfers Lights off the dashboard Colors of my skin Sensations beyond Comprehension How am I too good at driving Did I just pass me Slow down a little   **** **** **** Psychosis Disconnected I say NOT Deeper connection Small minds could never New meds they say OKAY Goodnight **** I can’t sleep I know too much This could change the world Be Still My Manic Friend
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May 21, 2019
May 21, 2019 at 6:58 PM UTC
Psychosis
Head tingling Numb Expanding to great lengths Rapid heart rate Do I breath I’m time-traveling   How am I gaining this Who am I Bigger than all of this WHY ME Electric shock through spine Seeing this body differently I’ve discovered the secret of Life - Most would never know Broken, woah Out of body These are not my arms Who’s handsome body have I How am I driving I’m standing on the beach in 2014 Is it 2014   HOW I remember everything **** Night driving Experiencing vibrant colors How is my body doing this I’ve revisited my birth I refuse to be One Name Two Labels Three personalities Fifty hours and I can’t sleep Not through this Madness No longer am I Broken I’m free Ocean breeze blowing Windows are up Jazzy sound of the birds Slow down a little Hype of the surfers Lights off the dashboard Colors of my skin Sensations beyond Comprehension How am I too good at driving Did I just pass me Slow down a little   **** **** **** Psychosis Disconnected I say NOT Deeper connection Small minds could never New meds they say OKAY Goodnight **** I can’t sleep I know too much This could change the world Be Still My Manic Friend
Driving home from California.
#bipolar#psychosis#mentalhealth
james-hooper
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james-hooper
26/M/Utah
May 21, 2019
May 21, 2019 at 6:58 PM UTC
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