Poetry with wit.: Bipolar

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Monday, June 15, 2009

Bipolar

...then I raise my head and see the tunnel that's ahead of me. my heart begins to race once again. As I enter another dark tunnel, there is blackness all around. I have no friends to console me, only this sadness that keeps me down. As this emptiness engulfs my being, no encouraging words can be found to pull me from this madness of which my heart is bound. No one knows of this blackness, around my heart it does caress. As I enter this blackened tunnel of my life, I am so depressed! This fear of... Sign in to see full entry.

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