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Red Dec 2020
The times would
shift
and
break
to change bringing a
range
of emotions and feelings.
It was kind of
strange.
I had to
arrange
my
brain
to remove the
pain
for a
wave
of thought,
for a brief second
until my life was
naught.
Something my mind came up with during a hypomanic episode.
Everyday I learn something new about myself,
I’d like to think I’m a good person,
Most days I am,
Some days, the bad ones,
I go insane,
I either hate myself, the world, or worse my family,
I hate that my illness hurts them too,
Hallucinations and delusional,
Stopped taking my meds for a while,
Manic high,
Psychotic behavior,
Police tell me to give them the knife,
Sitting in this hospital alone thinking about life,  
I’ve done so many horrible things in my life,
Yelling at my family,
Saying rude things,
And aggressive behavior in my mind,
Cutting myself,
Psychotic for a while,
Hospitalized,
Angry and confused,
I take it all out on you,
Mom,
I love you,
Sorry I can be so hurtful and mean,
I never meant anything I said,
Sorry I’m a lot to handle,
Sorry I can’t control my emotions,
Sorry for the mis behavior and hurt I’ve caused you,
I’m sorry cause I really love you,
I wish I could make up every time I called you a horrible name,
Mom,
I wish I wasn’t always so mean,
Mom I glad you’re still around,
Mom I would know what to do if you weren’t always there for me,
I love everything you do for me,
I’m sorry I can be so mean,
I’m sorry I can’t control my feelings,
I’m sorry I hurt my family,
My new hope is to keep taking my medication,
Be a better daughter, sister, and person,
Stop blaming the world, my mom, and brothers for my problems,
Realize I’m my own problem,
My illness shouldn’t be ignored,
I have to take care of my mental health,
Choose kindness over anger,
Let the past be,
Let myself be free.
Bipolar
Aliah Brimhall Mar 2020
I am the best thing in the history of the world!
I will fix everything that's wrong in my life!
I am brilliant
I am strong

I haven't slept in days
that's normal ,
right?

I just bought tons of art supplies at walmart!
Sure it cost a lot of money but art is my calling

There is an argument in my head
can you make it stop?
my brain is split into two

I just want to sleep
please tranquilize me

this is mania
Sacrelicious May 2019
Why waste my breathe.
When you can't listen to anybody else but yourself.

I'm not sorry for your lack of patience.
But I am sorry, you lost me.

Because when the roofs on fire
and my life is falling apart.
It's okay to be the fool.
Because he's walking off a cliff with a smile on his face.

So who's really living their best here?
Alice Wilde Apr 2019
How funny is it
A simple salt was
Forgotten by my brain
jlf Oct 2018
for all the turbulence i sought
and sought
i was pretty good
i was so good

i battled through all the chaos
my kite was finally flying

but i snorted so much ritalin
my pupils are tar pits
and she calls me a hedonist but
i don't know what that means

i do know that
i fear neither death
nor consequence
you can treat me like your last meal
always at my most decadent

i remember i need to eat
then delete the thought
the only thing that sustains me is the rushing

by now
you should know that

it's all about me
we did the maths remember?
hypomania is like having low grade superpowers that you can't co-ordinate to do anything other than self destruct
Jonathan Surname Aug 2018
Imagine and it begins, the mire sired from mind amok.
May have at once mattered, now the imagination is stuck.
Non-commit to all your projects, ideas strewn prettily.
In notebook crumble garland filigree.
You remember, only that you've forgot.
All work you do is nihilistically for naught.

**** that mess, darling. You are the best.
Calm be simple and be ******, indeed.
Even now you work heart pumping chest.
But happy in finishing you're not so keyed.

Back to the doldrums and foot tap astray.
Knit fury with hands excite, colour gone.

Back from the dead, dancing with blushes.
Ego bruised snide, coy imagination rushes.
i like changing rhyme schemes, format, and structures to create a tension of emotion. let me know if it ever succeeds if you notice me trying it
Miira Jun 2018
The never-ending chattering
Like a bullet train forcefully dashing
Across the endless tunnel, wondering,
“Is this a curse or a blessing? “

In the bottomless pit, clearly drowning
Clearly struggling
While others are just intently watching
Thinking it’s all just... acting.
Jonathan Benham Jan 2018
Thoughts like streams,
jokes on you.
The energy will consumer,
the customs you have made.
Jokes on the one with dreams,
the one who brings fear and envy.
All I am is the messenger,
of thought to power.
This isn’t agony.
This is grand.
Something will strike me down,
but in the end,
I will return to this place of solace.
Lake Jul 2015
flip of the fingers house of your hands
steepled fingers like wooden roofbeams
diamond studded knuckles, rugby thumbs
palms over the dome and push doors

blueberry jars clink with raspberry under
the faded overhang of the balcony, leaves
me for sale and fortunate, slated skin,
mouthed promises against pixel skimmimg
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