Numero 1
A mind of chaos
losing all sense of direction
No safety no help
The world in my head darker
Then the night sky
Fifty percent of the time dancing
The sliver of a line between
Sanity and Death
All I got is me
Bipolar disorder
Will never break me
Safety nets never existed
Red a color I never liked too much
But it has taken over my life
Carnage in my head leaking out
Left my world upside down
No longer left or right
Just breathing in and out
Living is all I can do
Made promises no more attempts
So batteling the bloodbath in my head
All I can show is sarcasm pain is buried
Behind my eyelids, till I wake
Aʻole
I can say 1000 times,
Guilt trips are the ammo
Aʻole
I lose faith in myself
Doubt my instincts
Aʻole
I can forgive but forgetting
Is a concept I ignore
A'ole
I chose this
No