Before Bipolar

Is it me?

Is it you?

I feel it's equally US.

You need someone to blame

Be it yourself or someone else.

I only want resolution.

"Please stop being angry so that I can stop being angry."  I tell myself

Wishing these, were the words coming out of my mouth

NOT the words you're hearing.

I feel the rage building.

It burns.

I don't like it.

I quickly attempt to justify this emotion.

Now I'm confused

Brick wall *slam door*

Perceived offense because I've been on the defense

Now there's no turning back

I made my choice

I chose to run away and hide

Intending to be alone

Think, cry, and sleep.

Causing unwanted attack

And hurt

Now I'm REALLY lost...

...Waking up on the soil

At the bottom of a dark hole

I look up

Sigh a depressed, determined sigh

The climb is still higher than I hoped

The soil of the walls is soft...

We know, I'm not one to stand still in the darkness...

All I can hope

Is that YOUR hand reaches for mine

When I'm nearing the top.