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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Hello Friends... I suffer from Severe Bi-Polar Disorder and this submission was inspired by actual events that occured during one of my especially critical manic episodes. Be sure and read Part 1 first so as to get the true gist of the poem and leave your comments here on the Part 2 submission. Thank you for allowing me to share my pain for pain shared is pain diminished. Me, Myself, and I... (continued) “Your, (Or “Our”), symptoms seem to intermit And the fact that “You’re,” (“We’re”), a hypocrite Tis no wonder we’re having such problems with diagnosis” Then “I” had an idea so grand To dispense with this at my own hand A self-inflicted coup de grace would be my prognosis So while the “Me” and the “Myself” squabbled With courage newly cobbled “I” spotted the dresser drawer and made my run With fingers fiercely fumbling Whilst they continued grumbling “I” produced from the depths of the drawer a shiny gun And now my life, though ill-fated Was soon to be vindicated This would affect us all equally the same Would be no myself or me No you, him, us, or we But an inclusive all would be to blame It took me a moment to figure Out the safety on the trigger Then “I,” (or “Us”), prepared to do the dirty deed Then the barrel found my temple And as it settled into the dimple A still small voice did my “selves” choose to heed Hence a moment of clarity Harkened me to posterity And I thought what a legacy to leave behind “Can’t we all find a way To save this miserable day And avoid a broken body for someone to find” And then deep within my soul I felt and heard a simple drum roll And the differing sides of me just subsided And with my mind now as one I worked to get this all undone The whole business of this stuff I derided And tis now true of fact That I survived this ordeal intact And lived to raise my face unto the sky And here now as it ends I find I’ve made good friends With the “Me”, the “Myself,” and the “I” Thank you for taking the time to share in my poetry. Please feel free to leave your thoughts or comments here on this page. J. Scott Burns...
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