Anonymous
chemical changes bring chemical inbalances
enslave me to over dramatic mood swings
each high up slams me to a far down low
leaving me with nothing but this emotional rollercoaster
it wont change
things like this never do
im not getting better
just as diseased as all along
and i build up walls to help me fight these demons
walls that simply leave me in the fight alone
i dont really mind, quite used to it by now
yet that doesnt make it something i enjoy
still im getting better
i despise people even more
wonder to myself if thats too healthy
remind myself health is none of my concern
only this disease
this lifelong bitter sickness
my one and only
truest, loyal,
friend