Manic Depression Poems - Poems about Manic Depression

Nadir

Sleep escaped,
Without a farewell,
She had not the grace
To aspire my light,
She proved to be darker
Than her gaze,
Glaring, glowering,
Glowing with madness,
Bipolar’s destroyer – two sides of the coin
Despair, dread, doubt – depression
Delight, elation, wired – manic
Stages of dark and light,
Day and night,
A breath, a prayer, a silence
Flooded with fire –
Cold, brilliant desire….

Where she kindles a flame,
A

Mood Swing

When Patty was in the manic phase, she'd ignore dangers:
She'd hold parties in her motel room for hordes of strangers.
One of them she married after knowing him half a day -
Did it occur that something could go wrong by acting that way?

Who needs the wisdom of George Schwab, or boring investment schemes?
She met two dudes

Pandemic Manic Depression

Lovely Jen a poetic romantic
A mask she hated with the pandemic
Rhinestone, pearls, a smiley face
She decorated the lace
Her boyfriend though she was kind of manic.

6/1/2022


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Hot Mess Bipolar Express

Hot mess,
Bipolar express.
Welcome to my hypomanic hell,
Depression so intense 
It feels like a spell.

Mania,
The broken wheel on your shopping cart
That makes you really good at art.
Depression,
The isolation station
That it kills your imagination.

Bipolar Stole Her

There are days I don’t want to feel,
There are days I want to destroy all I’ve healed.
There are days that I sail,
Through the skies without fail
On a manic high,
I feel amazing without having to try.
There are days that I’m so angry,
Like a big cry baby
And I want everyone to hate me.
There are highs and lows,
The

Heartbroken

The gentle giant
Towered above his friends
Six foot four, mammoth
His size lost on the truth
Of his kindness
He was mild and tender
Like the elephant 
His spirit whispered
Instead of screaming
He was mellow
Like serenity, soothing

Michael, named for an angel
He was wise and strong
Laughing instead of crying
When the truth was
He could feel the tears
He was bleeding grief 
That left him

The Mask

“Fear whispers worry into your ear, anxiety into your hopes and doubt into your faith… Love whispers hope and peace” – by poet

With a brain washed pale
By voices thundering
Silent screams echoing through me
Clearing away the debris
Of disappointment and disillusionment
My mind darkened on a clear night
No stars twinkled through my thoughts
And the blaze of my heart
Was

Manic Depression - But You Are Beautiful

For You - The Lady I loved

What an angel you are 
Cute, beautiful and a star

I listen and I hear you, but you’re no longer here
You are a superstar, that used to sing in my ear

I wish I could have been there with you in your head
Or found the words that we should have said

To

Manic Depression By John Lars Zwerenz

MANIC DEPRESSION

There is a well of blackened brine, 
That knows no dell of air or sunshine, 
A volatile fire, it consumes the heart, 
The mind, the spirit, it rends apart.
And when the hell spawn is loosened in the night, 
Beneath the mad moon, bereft of hope, and stripped of light, 
The long, corridor where candles

Manic Depression

Two sides
Double life
In her head, how can she decide.
The happiness of the day,
The mournfulness of the night.
With the sun she rises like lilies in spring time,
Until the sunset, death steals away her joy,
Bringing nothing but the pain she endured throughout 
Her short life. It devours her soul.
She cries for help, trying to explain.
The so called

Manic Depression

Manic-Depression

An illness that consumes me
Speaking endless lies to me
Misconstruing the world for me
Refusing to set me free
Binding me to self destructive tendencies 
Cheating me of what life could be
Supressing the love within me
Strengthening the anger buried inside of me
Distorting the truth right before me
Making me too blind to see

Manic Depression

Tonight is ending. As my breath slows. My final demise. The final low blow.
 Learn from the broken. See all that's real. Tonight is your heart ache. Tomorrow to feel.
 My time to prove what hate does. My time to show the world how to love. 
This is my purpose. This is my choice. My

Manic Depression

In a subtle way 
 She sighed 
 Even how she waited
 Why won’t the sky fall tonight?
 Why are these memories mine?
 I could take her in my arms 
tonight
 And I could take this PAIN
 And what if it never rains…
Can I kiss these clouds 
goodbye?

 Underneath her spell
 And safe in between

Manic Depression

Mum and Dad I had strange
feelings of being bad, feelings
that brought me down crashing
to the ground. 

I had self doubt
gave into fear, I let dread run
away with my head. At that time
my mind was broken my thoughts
went haywire. Something else had
my control and was provoking fear
dread and nonsense. Everything
going on was such a mess.

I had
a

Manic Depression

In a subtle way 
 She sighed 
 Even how he waited
 Why won’t the sky fall tonight?
 Why are these memories mine?
 I could take him in my arms 
tonight
 And I could take this PAIN
 And what if it never rains…
Can I kiss these clouds 
goodbye?

 Underneath his spell
 And safe in between

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