Bipolar Poems Quotes

I won't sleep if that's what it takes to not wake up as myself

You cannot free someone who is caged in their own self.

Take me to your darkest corners and watch your demons surrender to mine..

Destruction wasn't when you chose to destroy me. It was when i let you.

Master the art of selflove and you will never have to seek validation ever again.

I was lost for too long but when i found you, i could feel it in my bones. You were my home.

It's okay darling, creative people are called crazy all the time.

I am no one's to be claimed, I belong to me.

I stopped losing my sleep over you... Now i lie awake in search of me!!

When you read my poems or quotes remember you're stepping into the mind that steps outside of me

In regards to the candle that burns at both ends- how brilliant the light is for the beholder! How beautiful the pain of that candle is To those who only witness from afar, But will never truly feel the price of such a shine.

I spent a lot of time in an incubator as a babe The save of my life the doctors made After months in the hospital I was taken home To eat with big boobies on my dome What I mean by that is that they were always on my mind Keep writing, boy, you’re getting it right this time Don’t give up now, keep writing, you’ll be happy in the end The truth is in the end you are your greatest friend You are an introvert and you live inside of your mind Express yourself to the world, you’ll find more friends in time As I grew, time passed and things were really great My mom she always kept me fed, kept food upon my plate I ended up real fat, I was a chubby baby I ate to satisfy my id, that’s psychology, ladies

Maybe, I am in the process of finding my answers. Maybe someday I get my answers right. Or maybe someday I will realise there are no right answers, or maybe that there are no answers… [But isn’t it better to ask your own questions, than live a life with no questions, or, still worse, live with the same inherited answers for a lifetime – the shabbiest of all hand-me-downs! Tattered, obsolete, abused… Over generations, millennia… Bloodsheds; divine alibis and bail-outs… Grand fiction; convincing stories… No brain, all heart, blind beliefs… Those happy to be blind, when they have nothing to believe in, do they do more harm? Necessary evil? …maybe, maybe not… Who knows! Commingling of faiths; that familiar commotion of thoughts. Ah! Those bipolar swings: of belief and agnosticism, of romanticism and pragmatism, heart and the mind, of being creative and clichéd, dissonance and compliance, of conformity and growth; and now between the extremely unrelated extremes of religions and its gods on one end and THE God on the other.]

Straight and queer are products of a bipolar world, In the sanctuary of love there's no straight, no queer. In love's domain queer is straight, straight is queer, A heart full of love and light is radiantly nonpolar.

Amor Apocalypse is headed our way, Now that Roe vs Wade is overturned. Love is where the scrotum-brain scotus, Will lay next their filthy hand. First they came for our choice, Then they'll come for our love. Soon they'll go for good old lynching, Land of the free will be land of the shrubs. Straight and queer are products of a bipolar world, In the sanctuary of love there's no straight, no queer. In love's domain queer is straight, straight is queer, A heart full of love and light is radiantly nonpolar.