Marilyn Hernandez Poet Rhyme

Bipolar

I am woman, hear me cry
With bloodcurdling screams as I slowly die
Pulled down into sadness, I travel due south
With no hopeful words to spew from my mouth
Buried deep within my shell
I torture myself within my own hell
Of self-loathing deeds, I wilt before I bloom
Fading away in my own world of gloom
I take a little pill and travel due north
To wash away the tears and push myself forth
I am Bipolar, see my moods shift
From melancholy to euphoric, I am whip-lashed in the rift

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Joe Maverick October 24, 2011 at 11:28 PM I mean't Marilyn..

Joe Maverick October 24, 2011 at 11:26 PM This is an informative piece Maria, and you have made a positive move in posting this write..yours Joe.

Sara Kendrick September 17, 2011 at 2:04 PM Very descriptive of the illness that plagues many..I am glad that I chose this one to read today..Sara

James Burns September 15, 2011 at 1:56 AM Marilyn, Thank you so much for sharing such a personal insight into your life. As someone who suffers from the same affliction I am all too intimate with your demons. If you have a moment read my 2 part poem, 'Me, Myself and I". Be sure to read part 1 first. I thank you again for pain shared is pain diminished. Scott...

Don Johnson September 11, 2011 at 9:04 PM tell it like it is, sweet babe, have a brother bipolar knave, disowned me last time we met, bipolar cant get off his chest... awful thing hey, coming off the zoloff quick, he was going to murder us just a bit....bloody bipolar hey