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bipolar is like the captain planet of mental illnesses

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male poets will be like, "she was a beautiful decoration, and also a cure for my mental illness... when she left me... my mental illness... became... her fault 😭"

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Antifreeze

Antifreeze, so I

stay warm in the winter

But those grey skies 

Made me cry

And my mind splinter.

Darkness entered.

Felt my mood fracture,

Tried to move forward 

Nevertheless, backward.

I don’t know how to confess.

I don’t know how to heal.

I tried to talk to god;

But I don’t know if he’s real.

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Gold

When I wake up,

always a blade 

in my gut.

Crystalize inside

I stay frozen.

Can’t metabolize 

the morning.

The windows inform 

My feelings.

Hope the ceiling 

Will show me

gold again.

Someday,

Hoping for gold.

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The Self isn’t contaminated by anything. The mind however is effected by deeds and attachments. Disassociate yourself from the mind, don’t play along with its games.

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The Tropics #1

My moods don’t swing in the tropics

Bereft of those of our mother

And into the broiling sun

my irritation eased;

The intangible spirit of blue hills

domineering over thick jungle

Inspire intuition to wake

My propensity for melancholy

is soothed by red dirt roads

and teal-flecked Coral coasts

My sadness recedes like the tide

Gone until the inevitable

return to arid north

My skin is far less temperamental

The weather is enough

And the cracks in my toes

And dandruff

Disappear the same way

As an afternoon rain

Spoiled by exotic finds

Of indolent pleasures

Seeping into my veins

And a voyage to addled landscapes

At last find me content

Within the confines

Of my conscious self

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Coffee #1

The acidic smell in the air

A warmth felt inside

And in my hands that grip

The mug is full of life

And my soul is chocolate

In this moment

It’s the cream tipped joy

Of a morning cup

That makes the world tip over

And ambition sparks

The empires to topple

So down my throat

the passion goes