A NORMAL LIFE

A NORMAL LIFE

I may never lead that “normal” life,

Because of the affliction of my mental strife,

The uneducated mock my bipolar disease,

Disregarding it because it’s an illness they cannot see,

I pray that someday the ignorant will wake,

And begin to understand the punishment my mind takes,

It saddens me that family and friends can’t love me because I’ve changed,

Changed in their eyes, I’m still the same just my faculties rearranged,

It’s a hell I wouldn’t wish on anyone, even the despised,

A disorder from which freedom can’t be bought, there is no reprise,

For it asks a steep ransom you will find,

Bipolar is a bitch that clogs your mind,

Leaving you feeling isolated and alone,

I never chose to ride this rollercoaster on my own,

I never chose it period, it chose me,

Shackled by it I cannot be set free,

With all that said, I’m doing okay,

I just have my days,

When I can’t set sail,

For the voyage will fail,

But all in all I have it under control,

I just want to get as close to that “normal” life as I can, that’s my goal,

I didn’t write this for pity, only to give you a glimpse of this disease,

And to ask you not to stigmatize those of us who suffer, please?

-brad