Poems
Han5olo
November 5th, 2023
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Two paths diverge before my soul, One bright, one dark, one takes its toll. Which path to take, I cannot choose, For both my heart and mind refuse.
The manic path, it beckons me, With promises of ecstasy. But know I well its treacherous ways, That lead to pain and lonely days.
The depressive path, it weighs me down, With sorrow and a heavy frown. But know I well its hidden grace, That leads to depths and inner space.
So which to take, I cannot say, But trust my heart to guide my way. For know I well that both must be, To weave the tapestry of me.
For bipolar disorder cannot break,
The spirit that's within me, wide awake.