Bipolar is when you feel depressed and hope it’s just a mood not an episode stretching far and wide into your future.

When your mood changes you are happy that you suffered just a few hours or days and not a relentless episode stretching into the unknown.


Suicidal me 

Harking,  crawling,  burden, smell. 

People see how I long to dwell. 

Sickness burning in my throat.

Sea of blood calls me to float. 

Ingrid bellows across the field 

I turn to see strawberry tears 

One step forward off the cliff

Takes away my wandering drift 

Although I am happy I’m also sad

There is nothing good in this land.