When I wanted to die

One year ago I wanted to die 

I was sick 

And very , very tired 

Thrown between mania and sadness

Hyperactivity and depression

Ecstacy and numbness

When I was high I could reach the peaks of mountains 

My brain would race

Creating works of art that only a genius could 

Ideas were clearer, crisper

I was above the human race 

Without need for rest

Energy never dying

Hungar never waning 

Heart always beating 

Until it all came to a halt 

The euphoria was replaced with numbness 

My brain filled with cotton

Time slowed down

My senses were dulled 

I could only cry or sleep 

Or carve my emotions into my arms 

My legs

My neck 

One year ago I thought I wanted to die

Some days I still do

But I am different 

Now I have hope

Dreams and goals I wish to achieve

I have a reason to live 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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