Bipolar Poem by Heatherlee Eldridge

I fly so high euphoric I'd say
with manic Marilyn leading the way
Sex and seduction Marilyn climbs
she's out of control for weeks at a time
higher and higher the mania has built
explosions of rage, panic and guilt
go away marilyn and let me be...
but, me without Marilyn just isn't quite me
can Marilyn and me work hand and hand
I'm finished with this, I'm taking a stand
meds are an option... that could be the key
therapy and talking might work we'll see
Just please don't take her all from me
a little bit of her and a little bit of me
a good combination, just trust and you'll see...

Now that you know how do you feel
imagine being me and having to deal
all of these years not knowing why
can you understand me... give it a try.