Sonnet: “The Bipolar Blues”

Wild with unbounded energy tonight,
I eschew my meds until I can hear
the frightful voices trumpet in my ear,
now haunting me into the dead of night
as I transform into a monstrous sight;
a version of myself that I most fear
when mania overtakes me—oh, dear
God! Why am I accursed with this dire plight!?
Life with bipolar disorder seems tragic—
it's like a trial by fire, a hard test;
at times this dark disease makes me frantic
with madness, rapture, and profound unrest
that's so vile that I turn full-blown manic—
and thus I'm o'erwhelmed and under arrest!




Sonnet by Ngoc Nguyen The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-05-25 at 11:59

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Bibek
I have always adored the sonnet, be it Petrarchan or Shakespearean. I like the way you've penned this sonnet. If it is autobiographical in tone, I hope you'd get fine soon.

Best,
Bibek
2018-05-26


Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
A well-written sonnet on the difficulties of living with the disorder. Frightening at times, but I understand also that those afflicted can feel so powerful during that time that they miss it when it passes.
Ashe
2018-05-25