Bipolar (redone)

For: all the people in this world struggling with depression, mental illness and all things relating to these facts, hope this poem brings awareness to ones who may love or know someone with these problems :) 

As calm as the sky to dark as the night,
nothing you do ever seems right.
Hell's taken you over, feeling defeated by your worst nightmares,
wishing to relate or have someone who cares.
Chains grip your neck and you cant find the key,
now you lost your soul leaving only anxiety.
Lost on the path, minds out too lunch,
body so tired, could sleep for a month.
The people throughout life, won't ever stay true,
with no recollection of anything around you.
Some days your on a bender and out just to PARTY,
While other days your confused, no way to agree.
Feeling like your always left out,
hiding away, shutting everyone out.
Friends gone, relationships faster...
life's like a game with its difficulty on MASTER.
Never seeing life like its easy like others,
usually it starts with bad fathers and mothers.
Ask me a question, ill answer the answer, not the question,
are you confused yet, no really that's nothin.
So many times you've tried to fit in,
but how, when you clean all night with a toothbrush and pin.
You take pills everyday just to stay normal, but they still run you,
unless normal is numb, with passion gone and minds like a zoo.
Someday's feeling pins and needles pricking your skin,
rollercoaster of thoughts, with no one who cares to ask where you been.
So many thoughts running through your head,
like why your friends would say what they said.
If you wanted attention, why would you hide in your bedroom,
not shower or eat in days, looking like you came from a mummified tomb.
Next thing you know to the hospital you go,
trying to cover up the fact your so sad, they already know.
Pump you full of so many pills, you breakdown and flip out,
you see the doctor, who seems not interested in what your about.
When its time to leave, they wont let you with no one to call,
back at square one, feeling alone, sad and realising you have nothing at all.
As you get older and have to live day by day with an illness like this,
you need support, someone to love you and that feeling of bliss.
More days will be dark and that light will seem like its not there,
read this poem to know there is someone out there who relates and does care.
If your alone, go to the pound and get a dog, they need love just like you too,
I have 2 and I know there great listeners, friends and will do anything for you.
Just know your not alone, many still go through this horror,
i'm ​​still struggling each day,with a fiance, a handful of friends at age 34
                                                                                             Joanna