Trees Forest” by Sebastian Unrau/ CC0 1.0

Tag: Bipolar II

  • Obsolete

    Peristalsis;
    Smooth muscle contracting downward
    But wait a minute –
    You know I fixate, regurgitate
    I’m a baby bird
    Oh, but it’s the mother who feeds their young this way
    Hmm
    I will produce no-one to provide for
    My DNA will remain with me
    Closed within this cage of flesh and consciousness
    I can feel music
    Predict rhythm
    Visceral movement
    Widen the schism
    Poetic convulsions
    Ripple through space and time
    In this simple kitchen
    Where I reside
    And my time I bide
    There is indeed history in the rooms of this house

  • Dissociation After The Storm

    Visions tortured me through the night
    Racing thoughts relentless
    Images violent
    Angry tyrant
    Eating my own flesh

    Mixed state madness
    Slice a piece off and put it in the frying pan
    It’s sizzling hot
    Sane? I’m not
    Couldn’t get out of my head

    On and on it went
    Body gave in, in the end
    Two hours of peace
    I emerged
    Quite perturbed
    Checked out, inwardly dead

    If I hung from the rail
    Perhaps it would squeeze the mess from my mind
    Let the poison out
    Stab of a knife
    No more strife
    Just flesh and blood

  • Limerence

    You’re so apathetic
    Towards me
    I feel pathetic
    Eventually you’ll message
    And be so apologetic

    Please don’t apologise I’ll say
    Just refrain
    And I’ll smile
    And you’ll nod
    And I won’t tell you
    That I’ve been going slowly insane

  • Screaming

    Am I dreaming?
    No.
    What’s that screaming?
    Oh.
    It’s in my head


  • I Let You

    I can’t believe you did this to me
    I can’t believe I let you
    10 years gone by, I hope I die
    Maybe then I’ll relent and forget you.

  • Sleepless

    Sleep eludes me
    When will it come?
    I feel relief, I feel ashamed
    As I know what I’ve done.

  • Mind

    Mind;
    If you are me and I am you
    Shouldn’t we work together, us two?
    In a prison cell devoid of autonomy
    Is how you make me feel, can’t you see?

    You made me crazy, you made me numb
    I couldn’t speak, you made me dumb
    You nearly killed me, hurt me through and through
    And you made me damage my family too

    Can we ever learn to be friends?
    Before we come to our end?
    Consequences must be considered
    Lest we die and wither.

  • EMDR

    An empty space filled with pillars
    Dark and tall, ashen grey
    I’ve been there once before, I’ve visited this place
    I was horrified by what I saw, barren land of shame, guilt and disgrace

    There lived a girl there, small and cowering
    Covering her face and head with hands, stone pillars towering
    She hid behind one, and shook with fear
    As the malevolent character grew ever near

    Who is the malevolent one, smiling sinisterly?
    Searching for the small girl, and carrying a machete
    It turns out they are me, both different parts
    Part of my mind wants to kill the other, and to stab me in the heart.

    I discovered them some time ago, are they still there?
    I think they are, but I’m not consciously aware
    If I delve back into the depths of my mind
    I’m sure they’ll be there, quite easy to find

    Who is lurking in the corners of your mind?

  • Nothingness

    Emptiness
    Hollow chest
    Only excess
    To fill the nothingness

  • Darkness Within

    There’s a darkness within me
    Even when I’m okay, I feel it bubbling away
    In the depths of me

    When will it resurface?
    It’s there, though I may seem not to care
    I’m scared of those feelings, they’re curses

    Like ever-expanding black hallways in the Navidson house,
    A gutteral growl, a foreboding sound
    Echoes from the chambers of my soul

    I could get lost in there
    No way back, tether snapped
    I fear it will be my inevitable demise

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