FUCK YEAH!

Undefeatable. Formidable. Unshakeable.
Feeling absolutely amazingly able!
This mood is far beyond greater than even drug intoxication.
Reaching to the majestic heavens of euphoric elation.

Energetic. Idealistic. Fantastic.
Is there such a thing as overly optimistic?
I don’t care what people say about my mood.
This is what I live for; it’s my lifeblood.

Delighted. Unintimidated. Accelerated.
Throughout my grand journey – I’ll never be daunted.
I am above, greater and fucking immune to mistakes!
I’ll do anything; I don’t care what it takes.

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Depression To Mania v2.0

Walking away from a place,
Full of darkness and complete desolation.
Colors were dull, drab, and dark,
Precisely without temptation.
So unmotivated and apathetic,
I was only existing and not living.
Had a fucked-up desire to fade away,
Everything was so unforgiving.

Coming from a dark place,
To a bright and joyful place.
Dull and dampened colors,
To simulated and bright colors.
Changing from depressive moods,
To elated and gleeful moods.
Moving away from unmotivation
To exhilarating motivation.

Heading towards to a place,
Full of happiness and confidence.
Colors are bright, vibrant and beautiful,
Love how it’s in abundance.
Super motivated and euphoric from life itself,
Boosting my mood with some upswing.
Now I can see that the sky is not the limit,
I’m fantastic and ready for anything!

Depression To Mania v1.0

Walking away from a pitch-dark hole and complete desolation,
Colors that I saw in the world were dull, dark, and without temptation.
So unmotivated and apathetic that made me merely exist and not living,
Having a fucked-up desire to just fade away; it was so unforgiving.

Coming from a horrible dark place into a bright world,
Seeing drab and dull colors turn into spirited, lively and stimulating colors,
Changing from moods of suicidal ideation and indifference to elated moods of glee and delight,
Moving away from depressive desires and ideation to fully charged up and energetic motivation.

I’m heading to a bright, joyful world full of happiness and confidence,
Loving how it is right now – I see bright, vibrant, and beautiful colors in abundance.
Super motivated and euphoric from life itself, giving my mood some much-needed upswing,
Now I can see that the sky’s not the limit; I’m fantastic and ready for anything!

Dearest, BPW OP

People come in for easement,
Yet certain people get unfair treatment,
Someone got on an agreement,
Simply to be stable to chat as a requirement.

How the fuck is that fair,
We were harmless as a strand of hair,
Now it’s up in air,
There’s no way to repair.

Do this to us all,
We already bawl,
Drive people up the wall,
Yet someone had the gall.

Can there please be equality,
You have the capability,
There needs to be a level of adaptability,
A union of logicality.

Addicted to power,
Maybe you should take a shower,
Think about this for a hour,
Then apologize and give us a flower.

So much similarities to Trump,
Being a chump,
Put people in a slump,
Can you just stop being a grump?

Get the fuck out,
Before we get in a bout,
All your bullshit you spout,
I hope you get slapped by a trout.

Where was the warning,
You’re trying to be daunting,
It’s not even morning,
But we’re yawning.

I am sick of your shit,
Being unfair to a brit,
Getting your tit in a nit,
You are seriously unfit.

Keep Walking

Feeling a little too out there,
Voices bothering me a little,
Replaceds giving me the stare,
But I’m not brittle.

Just need to hang in there,
One moment to the next one,
Standing in the sun’s glare,
Easier said than done.

I must keep going,
Staying on the path,
Time is flowing,
Let there be no more wrath.

All will turn out okay,
I must believe in that.
Keeping everything at bay,
No more combat.

Growing Out

Finally experiencing happiness,
Having more steadiness.
It does come and goes away,
Even so – it’s still okay!

Reality isn’t always in stone,
Not always in the zone.
Beliefs clash and match,
Either causes delusions to hatch.

Just coming out from basically hell,
Needing medication to be well.
Pills used to be suspicious,
Now I realize it’s not malicious.

Realizing the presence of delusions,
Understanding that it’s hallucinations,
Yet they are still within reality,
Trapped in this mentality.

Feeling actually more me,
But still a long path to see.
Strong enough to fix what’s wrong,
Along with a illness that’s lifelong.

But no matter,
Either mad as a hatter,
Or completely stable,
I’m still able.