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Hi, my name is "Look at me, Stop it!" I'm Bi-polar (Free verse) by horus8
Alchohol & cocaine
Still I'm moody
Perhaps I should rent a video
& pop a qualudie.
No one understands me
I don't know who I am anymore
I'm so depressed & some times
overly elated I'll implore,
In the middle of sex
I might ask you "Who you are?",
Then bite your fucking nose off
and tell you that I love you.
Should I get up today?
Should I play a new song?
Like a window display
I'm made of wood, and in a thong
Christ I'm so confused
In denial from the abuse
So cryptic & obtuse
BIG like the Spruce goose
As Bi polar as Howard Hughes,
left handing a crack pipe,
and dancing in the rain.
Dressed to the nines.
I've decorated more
seconds than you've
ignored, to hippy.
Go tell a legless
child in Afghanistan
how you suffer flower
child being chemically
unbalanced & when they
nod off bored off their
fucking scabbed stubs.
Check their pulse,
not mine.
I am Bi-polar, so quit fucking staring at me.
Try to understand my plee, I am a special case.
A good person, a muse, a broken fucking
Buddy Holly record.
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Overall Rank: 5096
Posted: July 5, 2003 1:14 PM PDT; Last modified: July 5, 2003 1:32 PM PDT
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Nice though. Westerners are so precious with their illnesses
Any other questions so that you can make fun of me. Did you ever think you could push someone over the brink? Or care?
Didn't think so.
Look fucker. I wasn't pushing you at all. I was just saying that there's a less major form of bi-polar disorder that does have mood swings as rapid as what the poem describes. Manic-depressive disorder doesn't even exist any more. The title is bi-polar disorder.
Do I care about someone I push over the brink? Of fucking course I do. Look at my poems and you'll see how much I care about hurting others.
Do I care about someone I wasn't talking to and have never even heard of takes offence to me giving out information about a mental disorder? Of fucking course I don't. If I had nothing to do with it then I'm not going to waste time feeling guilty about it.
Get the fuck off me with your MDD shit. I myself have B-PD and I'm not up to listening to you bitch when I wasn't even talking to or about you. I was replying to a response to a poem. Neither of which mention you. Take your baggage else where cause I'm not having it.
Sincerly, fuck you,
OneFingerAnswer
So yes, think so.
you might find some at poetry.nu, though.