ITS 2 in the mourning, im thinking about
my own death, its so easy i think, for me
to end these mood swings, by cutting in
a strait line, and then i pray, again, and again,
but all i see is a bunch of christens, laughing,
and locking all thier doors, .
repent, repent, repent, stand up in fight,
show the world your strong, and can lift
any amount of wieght.
ITS 2 in the mourning, i take a bunch of pills,
sleeping pills, but they dont work, so i take
some thing eles like elevil, still it doesnt
work.
repent, repent, repent, stand up and fight,
show the world your strong, and can lift
any amoint of wieght.............

DAVID GERARDINO

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-bipoler-moment-89/