Thankful for Bipolar 2

If you take my bipolar 2 disorder away

Then the best parts of me disappear

My empathy

My resilience

My creativity

My heart

My reality

My ambition

My hope

My compassion

It is not always a weakness you see

I am so much more because of it

Without it, I simply would not be me

Ending

I thought about ending for a long time

Until one night I dreamt of my fate

And in it, — I in the coffin

My lovely mother beside it; Completely torn

I knew now why ending simply didn’t make the pain stop

It made it endure and transform

Into something much much more

 

Hypomania

Hypomania we meet again, such a dear old friend

Without you, my best work wouldn’t exist

Ah, but you always leave in the end

You’re part of the disorder I always miss

Prose: Memories

I spend my days with coffee, literature and writing about memories of you and me.

Storm

Haven’t you heard women like me cause pure destruction?

Yet, here you are still intrigued and not even trying to leave

You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into — Not a clue

I’m the rain

I’m the lightning

Darling, I’m the storm

Prose: Advice from an Old Soul

Don’t let fear stop you from falling in love.  Young man, the most beautiful things in life are felt within the heart.

Prose: Fixer Upper

It took me a long time to realize that no matter how hard I try, I can’t fix and save everyone.  Not even those I dearly love.

Prose: Words of Wisdom

A professor once told me that you’re allowed one apology in your lifetime. Use it wisely.

Prose: Too Late

I lost you; I stopped drinking.

To Be Continued

When you left my book of life

The chapter ended but the story continued

I do not read the same chapter twice

Next Chapter: Moving On

Ghost

You were there one day

Then you were gone

No goodbye

Just like in a sad song

Words I’ll Never Say

You may think you have used me or hurt me

You may even think I hate you

I am okay with you thinking that

It is better than the truth

 

All you were was a rebound

I liked the idea of having someone there

I do not hate you

I hate myself for using you

 

Those feelings were never really there

All part of the show

Manipulation

It is what I do best

 

It is good that you left

I have rough edges that may cause harm

Broken promises

Broken hearts

 

I hope another woman can show you love again

I am not capable of doing so anytime soon

It is what you deserve

I wish you the best