#bi-polar
My mood is a helter-skelter
An endless series of ups and downs
There is no shelter
From this litany of smiles and frowns
There is no middle
What is today?
Just an endless riddle
Sunny or Gray? Cloudy or Gay?
One thing I know for sure
I will just have to let it be
For me there is no cure
It’ll never set me free
Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 10:08 AM UTC
this battle has been won and I
appear to be just fine
but that's because you wouldn't care
to read between the lines
VIII
20:55
Nov 13, 2016
Nov 13, 2016 at 8:55 PM UTC
I drew the shades
And shut myself
off from the world
Let me lay in the darkness
Of this abyss
I'd rather suffer here
Than out there
With the rest of the world's ********
Somewhere in the back
Of my mind I'm fixated
On my most ****** up failures
Nothing ever lasts
So don't get attached
Everyone leaves
So don't ever love
2 days in this bed
It was 3 days last week
Maybe tomorrow
I'll feel a little more god-like
When the wolves are at the door
Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 11:23 PM UTC
my life packed in my guitar case
I left without a plan
I tire of being life's punching bag
I'm running out of sand
I'm tired of trying to please them all
it all just makes me sick
but when I try to stand my ground
I'm taken for a *****
since I found my serenity
they try to walk all over me
emerging from a life of sin
they all forgot just where I've been
I've really had about enough
they think I won't still **** them up
I'm wiser than I used to be
but there is still a beast in me
deep down I'm still the kinda guy
that you don't want to test
those same old demons still reside
right now they're just at rest
I've found a source of courage, too
that don't mean I'm not scared
I'm standing at the gates of hell
this time I came prepared
I still walk down the darkened path
but now I'm not alone
I've God and Satan by my side
wherever I may roam
May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 2:39 PM UTC
thinking
that
my
feelings
define
me
and
my
heart
tells
the
TRUTH
Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 10:01 PM UTC
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May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 1:08 PM UTC
Night. All over his body.
Lithium lingers on the tongue.
Slow motion crawl into bed,
nothing for dinner except sleep.
His gaze. Colder than
the chill of a refrigerator.
He tells me he’d rather die
than **** me tonight.
Grabbing the fat that clings
under my chin, he tells me,
“Once I learn to love myself,
I promise I’ll love you next.”
Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 3:46 PM UTC