Bipolar Bicyle Blues

Hell is standing still

One foot futures

The other one past

The mind a whirling dervish

The heart gets whipped and lashed

 

The words always end with nots and enoughs

And failure is my oldest friend

 

You’d think I’d have learned to embrace it

It’s all so common it’s a copy and paste click

But I can’t hide the truth that I can’t face it

If everything is a mirror, why can’t I just break it?

And if I’m the problem, why can’t I erase it?

 

I turned a new corner, or did I go round in circles?

Not sure what bi is pedaling all these cycles

Some kind of polar swing opposites

Where not in the mood can mean so many things

 

And I’m nothing more a square in all these round holes

I guess sometimes I believe in miracles

There’s words on this page that didn’t exist

I didn’t move but suddenly lift

Spill the madness into matter and comic sans script

It’s better than counting the cracks in my own pavement

As I’m slipping down the drain of my own making

Telling myself chances aren’t for taking

While believing every rule is just for breaking

It isn’t worth doing if I just think it

 

But sometimes I can lie

Sometimes I can cry

Pretty sure I already died

Cause hell is this indecision

And my own mind is the prison

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  1. Ah ! You are Allen Ginsberg, Maya Angelou, Jack Kerouac , Sylvia Plath all rolled into one. This is massive and magnificent. Girl you gotta going on a roll. Making me proud and happy to be here reading you cus your the best thing going around.

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    1. You’re so kind Yassy, I love you so! Hehehe, I will take that combo of greats! I wrote this standing in my bedroom trying to figure out if I wanted to clean, plant some plants, or take a nap. I get so tired of my overthinking brain!!! :* I know you get it!

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