Life As A Bipolar Person

✍Poems✍

In this chapter, I have decided to showcase the poems I have written over time.

Many have been lost in notebooks that I couldn't find, some on a website that no longer exists, but most of them were on a phone where I practically had my entire life written.

Which I lost.

Oh well!

I didn't give them titles; they are simply words laid out on a screen, words that I felt from the depths of my soul. Let's proceed, then: ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

"I chose to miss your longing, I grew tired of fighting, getting lost in everything you are, I stopped wanting to try to be what you desire, it's hard, I'll put you where you belong, in the chapter of stories. You, an epic, and I a mortal, reaching for the nectar of the gods, A volcano that erupts every time our gazes meet, I prefer to taste the elixir of memories. We are one, but we won't be the same, forgive me, beautiful soul, If I insist on having you, exaggerating, But the checkmate was decided long ago, so majestic, Fascinated, I follow your game of come and go, searching! You are unique by definition, venom and nectar combined, Black widow and virgin, You are temple and ghetto, sacred and profane, You are absurd tranquility, you are an electric guitar. It is you, the eyes that never look away, imprinted on the pupil of my soul, You are a necessary farewell for the fulfillment of destiny."

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"I am an artist, a poet, I am nothing, I am absent, I am a human, stubborn, forever in bankruptcy. I am a spark, I am madness, I am a state of agitation, I am satiated, I am tired, in eternal defibrillation. I am everything I could be or everything I don't desire, I am a volcano of emotions, even though I wish to suppress them. I am the unskilled actor in the play of my life, I make too many mistakes and never learn, quite unfortunate. I am an invisible dot in this universe, With my head in the clouds, often lost. I am on Earth, but my thoughts and soul cannot be found, I am at the threshold of a door, yet I cannot find the keys."

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"So what if I can no longer see your eyes? So what if I have lost, so what if I have forgotten? So what if, once again, I am the one who suffers, So what if I have failed once more? So what if sleepless nights are part of my essence, So what if I no longer understand this silent movie? So what if this long journey is too complicated, still, it's my life, So what if what has been remains imprinted, it's too late to erase... So what if I get lost in intersections, as the lunatic that I am, So what if I lose everything in the void, So what if I electrify myself with temporary sensations, So what if everything is just a random illusion? So what if I can no longer see your eyes? So what if I have lost, so what if I have forgotten? So what if, once again, I am the one who suffers, So what if I have failed once more? So what if sleepless nights are part of my essence, So what if I no longer understand this silent movie? So what if this long journey is too complicated, still, it's my life,What if what has been imprinted remains, it's too late to erase!
What if I get lost in intersections, known as a lunatic,
What if I lose everything every time in emptiness?
What if I get electrocuted by temporary feelings?
What if everything is just a random illusion?"

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Everyone dreams of being a mafia in the land of unintelligent parvenus.

They are thieves when they steal from your grandchildren, when everything seems serene, living among robots.

You lie to yourself that you're winning, but in fact, you're getting heated, tears in your boots, nothing is what it seems when you're often surrounded by despair.

Then you leave, deny even though you don't judge, you don't know where you're running, roll up your sleeves in search of good, hoping for better days, remain true to yourself.

Smile and deceive madness among obstacles, don't let anyone change your philosophy, don't join the herd, be the rebellious black sheep, at the end of the road, there's a cheerful deception.
Take life as a joke, love as much as you can, fly through dreams and forget about everyone.

Appreciate the friends who don't disappear when times get tough, lose your mind for the woman with crystal eyes.

Never adapt, stay true to yourself, never forget... to love yourself.

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You were poison and venom to me,
You were electrocution,
You were shock and confusion,
For a moment, you were my salvation.
You became a fixed thought, an obsession,
You ran through my mind incessantly,
You took everything when you left,
I lost all sense of direction.
Disoriented, I haven't forgotten you,
And for that, I hate you,
I wish I could erase, forget, and it's strange,
To succeed in waking up.

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I instinctively abuse what remains,
Withdrawn, I struggle to take the next step.
Maybe I'm tired of hoping, of desiring,
Once I dreamed, now I just stop.
The turmoil of the soul is almost palpable,
I feel helpless, and it's inevitable.
An explosion of hidden feelings with regret,
Under the shadow of a sky I believed was perfect.

Years pass by, I don't understand who I am and what I think, years go by tied to a tree of life that has seen much and revealed nothing to anyone.Bipolar. Misunderstood. Dreamer. Human.

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"Your eyes can steal anyone's heart, for they penetrate the soul like arrows!
Your eyes are sparks of hidden paradise for everyone,
Eyes that soothe, eyes that hurt, eyes that seek the grandeur of time.
Eyes that leave behind untold stories,
Eyes that get lost in the sunset, forgetting to return,
Eyes that sparkle, eyes that strike, eyes that stir up storms.
Eyes that will one day burn for a divine love,
Eyes that will admire that priceless but eternally clear moon."

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Love every part of yourself, love your smile and your body,
Love the way you are, love your soul, my child, love your present and infinity.
Dream with your eyes open or closed, make each minute unique,
Dance the tango of life in every moment, appreciate the miracle that you are, it matters greatly.

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