The Dark Side

I see you there, through that unwitting air.

Dark as can be, its more shaded I see.

Waves of despair, I wish I could see through mid-air.

Depression, on my mind, though I’m not feeling fine.

There’s a horizon in sight, though I feel I can fight.

These emotions are so grand, my head, there feels like a tight band.

The sadness is thickening, i drop my head for this impending melancholy to over take me.

An emotion I’m familiar with, a feeling I’m uncomfortable with, a time that is set for me.

My feet hit the floor, my bed is making me sore, sore from laying so long, there’s got to be a better song!

Play Misty for me, I hear on the radio. My song brings such comfort to me.

My boundaries are excluded. I haven’t felt this convoluted. My life seems out of control, I’m spinning in this bowl.

Surrounded by darkness, sadness, despair, will it pass with the next coming up for air?

Your beauty precedes the likeness of me. My soul searches but I can’t see.

Oh, in the far distance, through the mist, it’s a figure that is me.

Hello self, I’m glad to see, my depression, is finally passed me!

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bipolarme

Living with type 1 bipolar disorder, PTSD (due to childhood trauma), Rapid Cycling, and Seasonal Affective Disorder. Writing about my life experiences.

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