This way, that way
  All over the place
He said, she said
  I am a disgrace

I stumbled and fumbled
  And my soul fell ******
But grateful to those
  Who do the study

I might not seem hurt
  when you take your first look
But next time you'll see
  I'm dangling by a hook

It pokes and drives deeper
  As i struggle to get loose
And I scream and I holler
"Oh what's the use?!"

I was about to accept
  That bipolar stigma
When the news flashed
  That killer was a bipolar enigma

Oh no!
  Now here we go
All those bipolars
  Are freaks you know

They all looked at each other
  With absolute wonder
As the ground opened up
  And the bipolars fell under

How dare they so foolishly speak
  Without even a blink
I so fear my life
  Is again on the brink

One down, two down
  Three on the verge
Thank you society
  For your so selfish gurge!

Blue skies with
No such clouds
Cool air from a
faint morning breeze
Though such beauty
The heaviness i feel
Weak flesh upon standing
The cold stone tightness
With arms in disarray
And the ticker
Just swollen
Sludge that demands
Always to exist
Feel just once more
To a light feeling mist

I absolutely know there is something
hiding within me
It lays low in my soul which keeps my spirit at bay
Oh how i keep aching for a different way of life
Yet i cant get loose from its choke hold
On my heart
I could see death in the reflection of myself this morning
And yet still I cant put the
glass down
that keeps that part of me hidden
I plead for it to show itself
So that maybe , just maybe i can get beyond it
I am resisting the urge to rid myself from the creature that refuses to come forward
What a coward it must be for it is not I but IT that preyed upon me
What lays ahead I never know
but hope somehow
It beheads you
YOU COWARD

Again comes a rush of
    Overflowing pain
It swells and it swells
     Where it lays hidden
    deep in my throat
I can feel it thrashing
     And clawing to get out
Only never to succeed
Then the scars that are left
      Shatters my voice
Silence once again
     As my soul begs me not to cry

Why do i feel so dangerous
   When i ask the simple why question

Its hidden and tucked and pushed
    Just outside of my reach or should i say my mind

I want to like the me inside
    But every glance of her
She simply spits and spats
    In my direction

I think she hates me
    I don't blame her
But again i must ask
    The same **** question
Why?

I absolutely know there is something
hiding within me
It lays low in my soul which keeps my spirit at bay
Oh how i keep aching for a different way of life
Yet i cant get loose from its choke hold
On my heart
I could see death in the reflection of myself this morning
And yet still I cant put the
glass down
that keeps that part of me hidden
I plead for it to show itself
So that maybe , just maybe i can get beyond it
I am resisting the urge to rid myself from the creature that refuses to come forward
What a coward it must be for it is not I but IT that preyed upon me
What lays ahead I never know
but hope somehow
It beheads you
YOU COWARD