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For those of you who follow me, you are well aware that I have Bipolar Disorder. I have a psychiatrist and a therapist who help me with that.

A lot of my life, before and even after I was diagnosed, I was a heavy drinker. Recently my therapist gave me a homework assignment: to write about my relationship with alcohol.

I'm not much of a...
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thanatoz:
I wish you peace and love, I know how difficult this can be
dariseyes:
hello! I want to support you in this and tell you that you are not alone! 🫂I have borderline personality disorder and it looks like bipolar. Three years of therapy, every week, and this summer I was diagnosed.I've been drinking alcohol, drugs, and weed for a long time. I was destroying myself and I didn 't feel like I was living . People didn't understand me and as it turned out, I couldn't understand myself either. But with an understanding of the action of my psyche, I was able to get rid of all destructive patterns. I've been smoking only weed for the last couple of years, every day, if was easier for me to live with. And now it is no longer necessary, but it was sooo hard to stop smoking. You have a strong personality and it's great that you're working on yourself. I am sure that by continuing in the same spirit, you will reach remission! After all , understanding about yourself gives you the opportunity to change everything . And especially creativity, in which you can express your pain! You are unique and everything that has happened in your life has made you stronger and brought you to the point where you are!Keep going with poetry ,you do it great ♥️hugs
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Finish this poem as you think I might have finished it.

I'll rate answers from 1 (lowest) to 5 (highest) points.

Bonus points to absolutely amazing finishes.

Winner gets ___________. (Depends on the winner haha)

Roses are red

Violets are blue

this doesn't rhyme

Suicide Girls ____________.

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tragedyunfolding:
Awesome! 4 points!
lushlex:
Are hot! ❤️‍🔥
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I don't want the whole world,

I just want your half.

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Where are all my Native American SG's and Hopefuls? I'm only a pitiful 1/16 Mohawk Indian, but I am proud to bear such blood. Post or DM me if you share such heritage.

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I believe I can see the future
'Cause I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
Then again, that might have been a dream
I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a sound
I just do what I've been told
I really don't want them to come around, oh no
Every day is exactly the...
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dariseyes:
Oh shit, I feel it, and this poem made me cry- exactly what I've been feeling for most of my life. - Nothing. 🥺
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I can't reject this empty hole
I cannot count the bloody cost
I can't believe this wretched soul
Come penetrate all this loss
Come on and kill this sense of life
And be the one who is denied
Now show me one more upturned knife
And fill the emptiness inside
Be mine, sister salvation
Juke joint Jezebel is coming for my cremation
Be mine, sister...
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I'm drunk

And right now I'm so In love with you

And I don't want to think too much about

what we should or shouldn't do

Lay my hands on heaven

and the sun and the moon and the stars

while the Devil wants to fuck me

in the back of his car

Nothing quite like the feel

of something new

Maybe I'm all messed...
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Because the world is cruel and
Promises are broken
Don't try to tell me
Anything don't try to tell me
You'll be true to me you know the
Real truth is never spoken
And I know the world is cold but
If you hold on tight to what you
Find you might not mind too much though
Even this must pass away and
Memories may...
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It's a rough day, every day, being bi-polar. You tell people that's what you are, and they misjudge you. Because they think they know what it means and yet, they have no clue. Kind of the way society treats everyone of "difference". You have a tattoo? Piercing? Automatic deviant. You like those of the same sex? Blasphemy. It's all bullshit.

I'm just venting. Because here...
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If I ever wanted something well
I forgot it long ago
buried in the here and now
Watching it all burn down in flames
It's so easy to ignore
Every yesterday
Until they come creeping
round again
Like ghosts in the night
Phantoms in plain sight
I can't outrun that pain
And I'm tired of trying
Spent a lifetime denying
everything I knew
Maybe I'm...
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