It is not depression..no it's not.. <br />Your mind it races a thousand miles.. <br />per second never knowing sleep... <br />..its peace..mental trauma makes <br />it worse..it hurts..it's blinding pain.. <br />Going through life..mowing your mind.. <br />never letting the grass grow back.. <br />you just cant..it's the bi polars.. <br />Why do...stupid peoples..stupids.. <br />not ignorant think... <br />you can just shut it off like some car.. <br />They are the most dangerous...some even <br />know how to make it explode..on purpose.. <br />truly wicked are they...whom walk... <br />in your darkness on purpose....darkness <br />such as they...they are..wickeds.. <br />always thinking...knowing thinking.. <br />forever thinking...never knowing... <br />because it's always...thought out... <br />weeks before...advanced in head.... <br />knowing...it never works out that way.. <br />knowing....knowing never knowing...to wait <br />untill the last spark is gone put out.. <br />always wanting to..lay in roses..is it's side affect..<br /><br />Is It Poetry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bi-polars-what-is-it-really-like/
