Bipolar Cliche
When I don't sleep or take my med's as I
am told by my psychiatrist, I hear
the sound of voices drawing all too near;
it is a scary feeling to come by
when you're bipolar and you want to die;
most of the time it is a life of fear
for me, just always feeling what's too clear--
that my life does not amount to a fly's;
my life's so meaningless to me it seems...
if I could I would end it right away,
but that'd be taking it to dire extremes,
I suppose: instead, I just read and pray
and write poems of more cheerful, brighter themes;
why am I such a bipolar cliché!?
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