O Bipolar, Harass Me Nevermore

O Bipolar, harass me nevermore! Depart from me! For Easter Sunday's here, a comfort which transforms this time of year, and cuts you like an ox for evermore. O Minotaur, you cursed bull! Whether more man than beast, for you I'll not shed a tear; away from me, Fiend—never to come near! Be gone, Creature! And may we sever more. Then, one day, instantly I'll know new life; though, like a captive in your hellish maze, a labyrinth, a web, of lifelong strife, despair, and misery, and dark malaise, I languish like your prey butchered by knife, hope comes: and shall bless me with better days!