Bipolar Fallout Poem by Daniel Richards

I don’t know where im going I don’t know the truth,
Im not sure if what happened is memories or imagination,
I don’t know where I have been, true or false that my eyes have seen,
Im keeping my voice down but its creaming inside my head,
The meds are not working the last of my mind id finally bled

Begging forgivness for things I may of said,
Asking for insight from those Ive now made weep
I talk to myself to try and figure this out, black spot after black,
Im trying to shoulder the blame but its hard with no fact

Please listen to me its not all my fault
One moment is memory then the next im sure that its not
It seems there to many crossed lines for me to walk out
The door maybe calling but my mind is somewhere else about
To make sutting happen I never understood, I cant leave I cant leave

But please again I ask please forgive me
A battered fallen soldier from his war of bipolarity
Please….,