In a state of manic, I panic!
The line of dreams and reality
are blurred.
So sadistic, my mind’s flipping.
I scream without being heard.
Lonely, unworthy of being alive,
Ironic, my heart still beats though
inside I’ve died.
Lie covers lie. Anger disguises tears.
I force a smile as I swallow my fears.
The line of dreams and reality
are blurred.
So sadistic, my mind’s flipping.
I scream without being heard.
Lonely, unworthy of being alive,
Ironic, my heart still beats though
inside I’ve died.
Lie covers lie. Anger disguises tears.
I force a smile as I swallow my fears.
Not my best work, wrote it during one of my crazy episodes.
Labels: Bipolar, Crazy, depression, Manic, Mental Health, Poetry, Writing