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

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