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Jun 14, 2026
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To My Bipolar
The burden of you
Is to much to bare
Why was I chosen
It just is not fair
You come and you go
Like a thief in the night
Never knowing who’s there
Not knowing what’s right
With you I’m uneasy
Always on my toes
Walking on eggshells
Not seeing friends or foes
At times I can’t breathe
No relief in sight
My mind runs on high
Serenity puts up a fight
Only to kick me when I’m down
And snap me in the face
You knock me down to my knees
Making me pray for saving grace
But I am tougher than you
I have a stronger mind
I’ll never give up
For solace I shall find
— streshenkofftheresa, Jun 14, 2026
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4 days 11 hours ago
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The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:
The poem takes on a difficult subject and builds it around a clear, sustained choice: addressing the bipolar condition directly as "you," as if to a person. That second-person address is the strongest structural decision here. It turns an internal experience into a confrontation, and it gives the closing turn its force—the move from being spoken to, controlled, and knocked down toward the speaker talking back in the final stanza. The shift from victim to combatant is earned by the accumulation of the earlier stanzas.
The most vivid writing comes when the poem trusts physical detail. "Walking on eggshells," "Always on my toes," and especially "snap me in the face" and "knock me down to my knees" give the abstraction a body. These concrete images do more work than the more general statements around them, and the poem is at its best when it stays in that register rather than naming feelings directly.
A few places could be tightened. The opening stanza leans on the question "Why was I chosen / It just is not fair," which states the emotion outright where the later stanzas show it through action. Letting the imagery carry that sense of unfairness, rather than declaring it, would make the first stanza match the strength of the fifth. The simile "Like a thief in the night" is a phrase readers have encountered often; given how fresh "snap me in the face" feels, the poem has the capacity to find an image more specific to this particular intruder.
One craft note worth flagging concretely: a few homophones have slipped in—"to much" for "too much," "to bare" for "to bear," and "who's" where "whose" is meant. These are easy to correct, and doing so will keep a reader's attention on the poem's argument rather than the surface.
The stanza beginning "At times I can't breathe" sets up the personification of "Serenity" as something that "puts up a fight," but the next stanza's "Only to kick me when I'm down" seems to shift its subject back to the bipolar condition rather than serenity. Clarifying which "you" or force is doing the kicking would steady the logic of that transition, since the personified relationship is the poem's central device and benefits from being kept consistent.
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Tink
1 day 7 hours ago
My Bipolar
I can relate to this one!
I am by no means an editor however, the first "to" in the second line of the first stanza needs an extra "o". Caught my eye immediately. The fifth stanza is, to me, off in its pace. Maybe its too wordy and throws the pace off? Can you hear the misfire when you read the whole piece outloud?
These were the only two things that caused me pause in an otherwise wonderful explanation of the torment one goes through.
Just my opinion, please take from it what you can use and leave the rest. Thanks for sharing. I'm enjoying your poems!
Live, Love & Laugh,
(and don't forget to write!!)
Yours in Ink,
TInk
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