Bipolar depression poem

In the depths of despair, shadows linger near,

A rollercoaster ride, both hope and fear.

The mind a battleground of light and dark,

Swinging between joy and an eternal mark.

Tears like raindrops, falling in the night,

Bipolar disorder’s relentless fight.

Yet within this struggle, a strength unfurls,

A resilient spirit that still dares to twirl.

In the dark of night, the shadows grow deep,

Bipolar disorder’s grip begins to creep,

Swinging between highs and lows,

Depression’s heavy burden knows,

A rollercoaster ride of emotion’s tide,

Struggling to find a place to hide.

But in the depths, a flicker of light,

Hope whispers softly, guiding us through the night.