Circles...A Poem by BeckyFeeling a little bi-polar... I know I'm losing it again.
I know this is the manic phase. Before the low phase. I'm not myself, And I can see that. But I can't stop it. Soon I won't be able to. Then I'll stoop into the depression. Once the realization sets in. What I did. I won't forgive myself. I won't trust myself. I'll close the world out. And cry more than not. I know this is coming. And yet, I can't stop myself from making it happen. I wish I could. I hurt so many when I do this. Not just myself. And I'm sick of hurting these people all the time. And I'm sick. I know that. But I'm afraid of admitting it. I'm just letting this continue to build. I'm just delaying the inevitable right now. Waiting for a reason to stop this. Waiting for a reason for anything. I miss being wanted. No one wants the crazy girl. © 2009 Becky |
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Charlie
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Added on January 31, 2009AuthorBeckySomewhere over the rainbow..., KSAboutI am 23, and I've been writing since I was a sophomore in high school... I mean I've been writing longer than that, but I didn't actually start writing for the love of writing till I was 15/16ish... W.. more..Writing
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