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Manic

 

 

 

 

I feel trapped inside a cage,

The longer I am in this, I feel the rage,

It builds and builds without any time for notice,

It will become too late to know what I am heading for,

When its unleashed it will become known to everyone making everyone feeling sore.

 

When this mad and manic phase comes,

It will be too late for the innocence’s,

When I am manic, it’s a war zone,

My mum is quick to answer the phone,

Of course everyone around me, my name become extremely well known,

I am like a danger virus,

Fire spreding on hot-dry wood,

When I am manic, I am completely misunderstood.

 

Being manic is fun, daring, scary and challenging,

But above all this, I want the manic to take me,

Like a first date kiss,

It takes me to places I have never been,

Places I have never seen,

Places I don’t want to leave.

 

Now being bipolar it somewhat different,

When people are bipolar and survive, its an achievement,

But for me, its life changing,

For years I battle this, but its causing me to carry on ageing,

You would think I know bipolar better than most,

Of what it comes in, to what it turn out,

Its like a screaming child wanting to be heard,

So in turn, I tend to shout,

Shout out to the people that will listen in fear,

While they sit there, sometimes shedding a tear.

 

When I am manic, I know I am going up but its too late,

Being manic is like being on the titanic, you know it’s a thrill,

But in the end, what goes up but sink, and that is what the titanic did,

And this is what the manic still does.

 

When the doctor asks stupidly, “do you want to stop your maniacs”

What do you think a bipolar actor will say to the doctor,

They say “no thank you, you cant tell me how to live my life”

Why are you acting like Adolf Hitler,

I am free when I am manic,

I don’t care if I sink like the titanic,

If you know your history,

Then you will now already,

The souls that sank with the titanic,

Are now famous with its history,

I, Sam will be happy with my manic,

Even when I am alone, I will feel I have the world.

 

 

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Samual Jake

Thu 6th Apr 2017 17:08

Its fine to ask, its a metaphor, with the line that says, I will feel I have the world, because when "I am" manic, I do feel very happy and it's a self district as I have said, in so many words, but I do feel I have the world, not how you would interpret it maybe, but the world to me are my friends, family and home. hope that answers your question ? thank you for reading it.

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New Shoes

Thu 6th Apr 2017 06:08

your poem depicted well what some challenges that one would have with self and the relationships surrounding bipolarism.
forgive me for asking, but I have a hard time believing the last two lines of the poem, more so the last. Do you believe them to be true?

thanks

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