God Help Me Gain Control

Like a cancer it spreads,
Through my body to my head,
The bondage of bipolar,
Holds me hostage.
And with darkened eyes, 
Manic mode has come.

Watching the world all above,
I feel the sum.

I’m in love with the pain,
Wanting to feel it each moment,
And I really can’t explain why.
I am what you made me,
With this thorn in my side.

Internal shouts into silence,
No one can hear.
Raw reflexes of emotions
Rolling out of control.

Falling down to the basement,
With no one to love.

I’m in love with the pain,
Wanting to feel it each moment,
And I really can’t explain why.
I am what you made me,
With this thorn in my side.

God please help me gain control. 
God please help me gain control.

I can’t do this on my own.
I submit to you my mind, body and soul.

But I am in love with the pain,
Wanting to feel it each moment,
And I really can’t explain why.
Why did you give me this thorn in my side?

Published by Jenn Till Lee Copyrighted, all rights reserved.

Writing poems as an outlet for healing. My hope is in Christ

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