They say I'm bipolar
Borderline is what they call me
But there empathy is nonexistent
My emotions are sitting on the Borderline
Between insanity and isnomia
My mind is a supercomputer
But it's got a virus
That I can't control
That virus is me
I can't control me
Even the drugs don't control me
They couldn't break me
They can't deal with me
Lithium is the answer
Pop another pill
Esctay, Molly, Psychedelics
LDS, mushrooms, marijuana
Crack, cocaine, Addy, angel dust
Strattera, Prozac, Paxil, Cymbalta
Tell me what's the difference
They can't break my soul
But they can break my heart
There is no afterlife
But I'm immortal
I'm crazy with a capitol K
Drugs and drinking
Are my remedies
I'm drunk off my theories
But my emotions sober me
I don't like the sober me
Drugs are not the answer they say
There's no treatment
For me they say
I guess I'm just
A part-time Human
Down to earth
But I live in the heavens
My mind trapped in purgatory
Catholicism is the answer
Drugs are the answer
God is the answer
But I thought I was God
Now I'm the devil all wrapped
In one
Like a blanket burrito
Warm, yes
Cold, yes
Hot, yes
Trying to intergate
My mind and soul into one
Am I alive
Am I a soul
Am I a transhuman
I look in the mirror
Dam that's a nice ass
I say
Am I just a slave
To my brain chemicals
Do I even exist
Walk and talk like a machine
Am I just another lost soul
You're right, let it go
My emotions are not mine
My life isn't mine
I'm trying to integrate
Am I just a part-time Human
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A Journey Through My Soul
PoetryThis is a collection of short poems I wrote. Please be aware that some contain sexual content, and as well as descriptions of depression that might trigger some people .
