Embracing My Bi Polar 1 Diagnosis

In the shadows where chaos loomed, A light within began to bloom. Emotions like a tempest's rage, Yet I refused to be their hostage.

A diagnosis, labeled with fear, But in my heart, a resolve sincere. Bi Polar 1, they called it so, Yet strength within me began to grow.

The highs and lows, a tumultuous ride, A rollercoaster that I can't hide. But in the depths of the storm's thrall, I found a voice, a soul to call.

Through poetry's gentle, calming grace, I learned to navigate this unfamiliar space. In rhythm and rhyme, I found solace sweet, A sanctuary where my heart could meet.

Each stanza a reflection of my inner fight, A battle waged both day and night. Words woven like a shield so strong, A melody amidst chaos' song.

My pen became a sword to wield, Against the darkness, my thoughts revealed. In ink spilled across the page, I found my solace, my refuge, my stage.

To those who may not comprehend, The tempest within that I defend, I offer this glimpse into my soul, A window to the depths I patrol.

Bi Polar 1, a label worn with pride, A journey of self that I do not hide. In every poem, a piece of me, Embracing the unseen, wild and free.

So here I stand, unmasked and true, An artist of emotions, shades of blue. In poetry, I found my release, A balm for my soul, a gift of peace.

To all who battle storms unseen, In verse, find solace, find your sheen. For in the darkest night, know this: Your words can be your saving bliss.

Let poetry be your guiding star, Embrace your truth, no matter how far. Bi Polar 1, a part of me, In verses crafted, I am free.