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Mania in My Cranium

This blog entry is a creative entry based upon the experience of bipolar disorder and may contain triggering content for some.


Mania Mania,

get out of my cranium

If this keeps on going,

I will turn into an alien.


You think you've got me in your grip

but i'm calling up my atriums,

They're pumping around my body

some olanzapine and lithium


Or else I'll try and rectify

through a dash of abilify,

I'm sure that this disqualifies

me from turning into a spy.


Eyes wide open,

they stay wide open.

And that's the way they're staying

even if I feel broken.


Sick of counting sheep,

now they're all spinning in my mind.

When my head hits the pillow,

that's when it all unwinds.


No matter how hard I try,

I might lie and think I'm fine.

But I know that deep inside

my brain is well and truly fried.


- the bipolar talker



Disclaimer


This blog post entails a creative piece based off the experience of bipolar disorder. If you are experiencing any of the symptoms mentioned in the entry or feel concerned, contact your GP or call the Mental Health Access Line on 1800 011 511. In the case of an emergency, call 000.


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