Bipolar

I see her when I come alive in the morning every day.

I see you after I have never slept many days as well.

 

Sometimes she moves very fast and has excessive amounts to say.

Sometimes you seem drained, no energy to expel.

 

Many times she is locked inside her own mind.

Many times you don't realize thoughts floating in my head.

 

Other times she seems to remain steps behind.

Other times you jest and pick apart the words I have said.

 

She's never the same person that I first met.

Would you tell him the pills can only do so much?

 

She always says words that she will regret.

Tell him I'm not using this disease as a crutch.

 

Tell her there's not much more I can take.

 

Why don't you tell me yourself?

 

When I see you change I feel my heart ache.

 

Can't you just see her for herself?

Reviews

[Kitty]

Jenn,
5 years ago I was diagnosed with Bipolar disorder... and God granted me healing. It was a very hard time for me prior to the diagnosis, I didnt understand my ups and downs.. so I certainly understand this piece very well..
The highs are wonderful(including the shopping sprees)
but the Lows took me to cold floors, late at night, with pills in my stomach...

You captured this disease of the mind, and soul very well..

God bless,
Melba

[Azaradelle]

This was very uniquely written, and extremely heartfelt.
I have a few friends who are bipolar, and i think you have expressed what it is like to suffer through such a thing wonderfully.
Your wording is powerful, and the flow superbly done.

A very unique way to portray the pain this illness causes.

Well done.

Yrs.

Azaradelle.

[Red_Queen]

oh wonderful wonderful wonderful. very good write.
And this is a problem that plagues too many people and causes too much heart ache.


"Would you tell him the pills can only do so much?"
in this line i would just change 'much' to 'little' and that is the only suggestion i have for this piece.

[Rebecca Hope Rouston]

This is deep, and so completely true.
Bi Polar is a very unexplainable disease; confusing.
I like the flow of conversation, it seems, between the many people.
Great write. (:

[Just Manoosh]

Oh honey, this is so true .... and please if you find an answer to this question please share it with me.

I believe it is not the disorder that hurts us, it is the gap between the two, the further apart our life is split, the further we have to fall.

Excellently written, I love that you rounded this piece off properly at the end, so many people leave things unsaid.

Mx

[Shadows of Sight]

I see the reflection in the mirror and it makes faces at me
I see look back at my foot prints in the sand, and they lead in a different direction
I go to thank a friend and i scream and yell at them instead
Reasons i fear
Reasons i can't bare
Reasons why true friends see just one person in the clear.

I know this tune all to well Jen.
Great Write! :)