I have two faces, but I'm not two-faced.. just wait and I'll explain. Bipolar is my mental state.. in which I try to maintain. I'm either up or down, no in-between.. I have the highs and lows. Stressful situations weigh heavy on me.. my mind in need of repose. Black or white, no grey in sight.. not a happy medium to find. It's severe depression, or manic aggression.. or possibly both combined..

Kayla M

Here’s to the feelings that flow
through my veins,

here’s to the love whose trip
was a lot of pain,

here’s to the days
where I am in vain,

and here’s to your heart
that I cant seem to obtain.

The depressing reality of having no friends can strike a chord from time to time.

Don't fall in love
Fall off a cliff
It hurts a lot less :)

Dead inside
Just want to die
See my thick blood drip to the floor
Drizzling over those fake memories
Fake love
Fake remedies
My heart still at war
Slit my wrist
Just one more time
I can't bear, I can't exist

Blood dripping down the drain
Rusty old pain
Take away yesterday
So I can't get hurt tomorrow
Please
Stab me
Slice me
Don't want to stay
I cannot belong here
Won't survive either way

Hand me the knife, will ya
No worries
I am doing great.