bipolar

I get so angry that I get stuck in this tunnel

All my words spew out without any sense to funnel

I can’t control my thoughts, I can’t control how I feel

I can’t separate what’s irrational from what’s real

My whole body aches with anger, I’m seething

It radiates from within, I can feel my heart bleeding

I wish I had the sense to just stop, to think it through

But I’m drowning in my emotions, too consumed to hear you

You keep telling me to calm down, to see what’s really going on

But the words won’t penetrate this fortress, I can only see what’s going wrong

I know what’s right, I know how I’m supposed to be

But I can’t seem to get it together long enough to set myself free

I am defined by my mania, defined by my depression

I can see it coming, but I can’t stop this regression

© Chelsie Cummings 2017

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