It’s difficult to sit by an watch someone you love fall into the darkness of depression, knowing that there isn’t much you can do. This short verse was something I used to help me make sense of how it feels to be beside bipolar.
As you look into their eyes you see no light;
no spark, no flame, no internal life.
While their heart still beats and their brain still ticks;
the person you love, is so deathly sick.
You touch their hand to show you’re there;
no signs of life, no sole to share.
You speak their name and love them so;
no response, no change, nowhere to go.
The pain they feel so deep inside;
you’re a helpless passenger, just standing by.
You beg and plead, to the powers to be;
that no one will take, them away from thee.
Beside bipolar, from the start to the end;
committed to love and my very best friend.