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Bipolar Disorder

Contributed by blknwht on Monday, 31st August 2015 @ 08:29:49 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



What did they say? Did I hear right?
Is this the diagnosis that theyre providing me tonight?
I dont think I heard them, It cant be true
Thats not the answer, thats not the glue

All this time? All my life?
A Mental Illness is the cause of all my strife?
But can I blame it all, on something solame?
Are these Doctors just playing reindeer games?

This is truly a serious matter at hand
For this plays a role on how I grew to be a man
It will one hundred percent affect everyone in my life
It will cut me down slice by slice, using only a butter knife

You ask me to medicate with the drugs you give
Whats my guarantee that Ill never relive,
All this mental pain from my broken past
And all the relationships ruined, that are gone and passed

What do I tell my kids at night?
When I tuck them into bed so nice and tight
Do I tell them that their Daddy is going insane?
Or do I continue to tell them that THEY control their brain?

Ill prove my point, Ill research it now
You wont like, what will be found
For theres no way this diagnosis will stick
I will research and research until I am sick

I cant believe the research results
The contrast condemns and the answer insults
It cuts me so deep, right down to the bones
Feeling like a peasant, as they cast their stones

Bipolar Disorder is my harsh reality
I think the diagnosis is a form of brutality
Either way the Doctors are correct
And all I can do now is sit and reflect

The medication should help balance me out
To where it will be less often that I scream and shout
For my family and friends, that all seems great
But for me, Bipolar Disorder is my new mate




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Re: Bipolar Disorder (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Monday, 31st August 2015 @ 11:09:11 PM AEST
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Your disorder is not you. You really need to watch the video I put on this site a year ago. Then tell me how you feel. You control your brain you just need help sometimes.


Re: Bipolar Disorder (User Rating: 1 )
by Sbhottie288 on Friday, 4th September 2015 @ 01:10:41 PM AEST
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I am battling several mental illnesses, trust me they do not define who you are. They only help shape you and how you handle them is what you will be remembered for. I'm a retired navy sailor and the VA wanted to put me on so many different meds that I refused. Writing helps with my bottled up emotions. Maybe that is your outlet. Write about your disorder but more in a way to help raise awareness about it.

Great write! keep up the great work and don't let this illness control you!


Re: Bipolar Disorder (User Rating: 1 )
by FireStarter on Monday, 23rd May 2016 @ 09:04:45 PM AEST
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Great work :)




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