Bipolar me,
and bipolar weather,
A playground in my mind
with a mood swing set,
and a slippery slide,
Happiness - a game of roulette,
what's holding me together
is being untied,
I'm coming undone on my own,
say you're there yet
my walls feel alone,
Say you care but
you sure don't show it,
If you care I
sure don't know it.
Do you know how crazy
it's driven me?
All these possibilities,
and could be's,
I bleed and I bleed,
no bandage,
I strive, I survive,
All I feel is damage.
Don't get too close to me,
I might be unkind, savage,
Don't leave me alone,
or there'll be nothing of me
left to salvage.
- Crimsyy♡
YOU ARE READING
Wild Child
PoesíaThe sequel to "Ramblings Of A Storm" Because sometimes a human is enough to drive you wild. - Crimsyy♡
