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Poem Details
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| Title: | bipolar |
| Author: | louise simpson |
| Date Submitted: | 5/15/2012 |
| Email: | louisesimpson@hotmail.co.uk |
| Poem: |
Bipolar is your name, mood swings are your signs Highs and lows, mixed and psychotic You will take my life You came so early: I was 12 when I first had problems Perhaps it was you, perhaps not But you did arrive when I was 20 You were cyclothymia then I am now 22 and you are bipolar I am so young, this is not fair If you were going to come no matter what Why didn’t you come later? You have wrecked my 20s And most probably my 30’s, 40’s, 50’s And so on until I die Why come when I am so young? I do not want to fight you for the rest of my life I do not want you You are like a tumour, an unwanted tumour Please go away, go far far away, cos I do not want you You made me take an overdose You made me cut my arms, legs and belly You put me into debt You made me lose people who were close to me You have made me lose my way; I am so lost Who am I? I no longer know... |