On the floor again Unconscious again I'm screaming for help again Dad's working again You have no memory again The neighbors took us to the hospital again Everyone knows your bipolar now Everyone thinks my mom's crazy She's not. Why do I have to fight to convince myself she's not. Mom why do you give up? Mom what's wrong!? Mom is it us? Mom is it dad? Mom what happened? WHY DON'T YOU WANT TO LIVE? The beeping monitor disturbed my thoughts And there you were again Yourself, with eyes wide open And a weak body once more Being told what you did to *yourself
My mother was diagnosed with bipolar disorder 9 years ago. I found this in one of my books I used to read beside her bed. She takes her meds these days, but my whole life I thought it was my birth or the way my sister and I treat each other that triggered her, but it was her own childhood of being beated and *****
dear society: why do you proclaim ignorance is an easy passage to popularity jealousy is how to earn respect tearing eachother down is how to succeed and caring takes you on a route to failure how does this establish humanity when it is almost inhumane
i was warned about the evil of the outside world but i was never warned about the evil that resided in the inside
this can be interpreted in two ways: -you are warned abut the dangers of the outside world but never the danger that was really in the house all this time -you're aware of the dangers around you but what about the danger of your thoughts that reside in your head?
When the sun rolls her eyes A soft whisper reminds him You’re home free once you lay inside
Barbed wires and lilac thieves He's cloaked from head to toe The Promised Land saws at his knees
Raising her head, she cries Only not for stars or dreams But to fill as though she is ten, not five
It’s the destination, not the journey they say Preaching as though you don’t have soil to stay
Listening into the black and white picture screen Ripples draped in red They are not called she, he, only thing
Stripped of Care Consideration Left less than animals
Tell me again why you believe this man covered in cloth Is any less than the man who hides behind a rock
'A refugee is someone who has been forced to flee his or her country because of persecution, war or violence. A refugee has a well-founded fear of persecution for reasons of race, religion, nationality, political opinion or membership in a particular social group. Most likely, they cannot return home or are afraid to do so.'
I am afraid to say sorry, I am afraid to be soft. For when I am hurt, I become stone-cold. I hold back my tears, bite my lower lip from trembling So you see no signs of weakness. I become inhumane And show you no weakness. I'll ignore what you say While it slowly breaks me from within.
As my footsteps disappear into puddles And the ripples go silent I put to doubt The things we make Of mud today As knowledge travels Rails of science Instead of the path Of knowing time We’re sending light Where it wasn’t meant to be Like the greatest of all angels did
We have turned learning into An autopsy of everything Lobotomizing every liberty Analyzing mistakes to find Better excuses Bitterly abusing conscience And sapience Numbed by the applause Of every new Eureka!
Something immensely immoral was about to happen, As you can distinctly smell the stench of insanity in the hills; The skies looked so full of a sadistic passion, Suggesting an infamy that was to go down the historicals.
As she raced through the meadows, The girl, about 16, was seized by the 6 demons; Who wore the skin of humans, But were monsters on loose from the south of heavens.
They unchasted and murdered the young maiden with pure brutality, Who might've died asking her god, just why did it all happened to her? The poor soul is still seeking justice against the insane and wicked criminality, From the system of law that is ****** to the very core.
Based on the infamous Indian Gudiya (name of the victim) **** and ****** case.
Loneliness is the Devil's choice weapon When you slip away within The bitterness and pain contorts the actions The darkness and solitude manipulates the mind
You do unimaginable things of which you never dreamt of Become something inhumane and insidious And the only company are the voices inside In this moment, thinking of death, you believe you are alone But little did you know the Devil stood by you this whole time Whispering in your ear
The only one who comforted, though it was with evil Oblivious to his presence You did his deeds Repentance is necessary Death is soon