The Life Of A Bipolar Poem by Ian Schneider

Highs and Lows
Mind never slows

Hook up with a girl?
I'm king of the world

Score high on a test?
I'm the undisputed best

Drinking with my friends?
Good times won't end

Am I lying to you?
Won't even pretend

Feel the turning of the tide?
Ruminate on suicide

Go through with it?
Hell no

Smoke another bowl?
Fo-sho.

Self-medicating?
Obviously

Numbing the pain?
Absolutely

Adderall in the morning?
Thoughts ablaze with ambition.

Insomnia at night?
A mental war of attrition.

Which side's gonna win?
I wish I knew

What is my future?
I have no clue

Does this scare me?
Obviously

More thoughts of death
Appear ominously

Do my friends understand?
Not a chance

Do my parents comprehend?
They have no stance

Do I feel lonely?
My social life's tattered

Even in a crowd?
Doesn't even matter

I Lost my hat?
Eruption of rage

I'm talking to a girl?
Shyness be my cage


Why can't I escape?
Unwavering Anxiety

How do I control it?
Unyielding Propriety

Will I end up on top?
Or dead in a ditch?
Is this disorder a blessing?
Or an indomitable witch?

The answer to these questions
Still indeed escape me
But I must keep going
Cuz world still needs me.