Bi-Polar Bear

A poem about a mental disorder that takes you through a hell of a ride daily. We should be more aware of this disease.. sucks.

In the solitude I hear the screams
Nightmares are never pleasant dreams
Falling into memories
Drowned in darkness by this disease

Fix your makeup hon your crazy is showing
On the outside I'm smiling and glowing
inside I embrace darkness flowing

This sickness is like a growing deep pit
I'm clawing and scratching to climb out of it
Let's see how far I get

This sickness is the jail cell I'm in
It lets me out but back I go again
Without a soul to call a friend

And though there are many around who care
And my baby cub loves his mama bear
I can't fight the feeling that SHE'S always there

He swears he loves me but he has yet to see
My sickness and how it eats at me
This Bi-polar bear that I've come to be
Maybe one day I can be free....