The years of trying to hold it in take a psychic toll on a human
it’s who one is and what is wanted that go hand-in-hand
I’M DAMNED BIPOLAR, OKAY?You just can't say
but postal won't ever do
give my soul music now!!!!!!!yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!dance!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
oh my god
the fact that the story of back in the day is sordid and soapy
a stupid young couple all impulsive and dopey
boring depression had it’s ugly grip on all three of us kids
with illnesses that screwed up the startup of whatever we did
bearing down on all three
and the life's blood threatening on the one beautiful young woman
fear surrounds the coming task of hearing the rest of the word
and that it came out two days before just as Ayliagsh had done two days before, into the wild.
The mind is still spinning, the depression and bipolar is beginning, I feel the symptoms of mania coming on. Dose up with pills, summon up will, fight with all might the potential ill.
Fight it off - will be winning
No longer in denial, don’t care if I fall in the pile, of shit that comes with who I am
Whatever it takes fight off the disease, trying to stave off disruptive bedlam
The effort of control
To seize my mind in the tornado
And keep it battened down
it is possible…
new song Hard Sun
debue'd two days after you took yourself away from us
Gut tied in knots, waves of nausea, try by sighing the pressure and pain from my sternum
Clenched in my gut, this can’t have happened. Ayliagsh can’t be gone. It’s too sad.
Ayliagsh, your blood disease, TTP, threaghtened your life every day.
Nightmare, it has to be, wake up now, my god