Along For the Ride - Bipolar Rollercoaster

[WonderheartBear713]

So I don't know if you'd consider this a poem necessarily or not, but it's something I wrote a few weeks ago at work actually and just found. These thoughts are almost always with me...

 

I really don't know what the worst part of the ride is.

Is it not knowing what's real vs what's just the disease?

Is it the loneliness I bring on myself because I push everyone away?

Is it the sudden crash that inevitably follows the invincibility?

Is it doing things I know I shouldn't but for some reason can't stop myself?

Is it the guilt as others ride along with me?

Is it the constant self destruction that sometimes can't be undone?

Is it the sudden meltdowns that cause unnecessary tears over trivial matters?

Is it the fact this ride can be made more bearable but will never actually end?

Actually, the worst part is knowing there are others on their own version of this ride alone who will fall to their death because there's nobody to catch them when they start to slip.

I am so grateful I'm not alone on my ride and for those that hold on tighter the closer I get to slipping.

This ride is still going because thanks to them I'm still here and not going anywhere.

[LittleLily1996]

Omg. I relate to this so much! Gave me goosebumps just reading it!

[Guest Bunny princess tiia]

<3

[Guest Princessaj]

Thank you as I type through tears at work at the front of the company office.

You gave me such a gift to know that there is someone that can verbalize what

I can't. Usually, I am just screaming, "I have to get out of here, the asylum." in

my head. Thank you for such a gracious message. Blessings, Princess

[WonderheartBear713]

Thanx for the feedback. It really means a lot that my writing was able to touch someone else and let them know they're not alone.