I’m tired he’ll say

In bed night and day

Some call it Blackdog

Nothing works as it should

Life’s tumulus sorrows

Please come round tomorrow!

Walk away from this dark dark cloud

More happiness you should be allowed

Those eyes what do they see?

Emotions of hurt to such a degree

Young you have your future

My only child I have no other

Around the corner becomes this love of mine

But mania it’s head does climb

This and that a good idea

Your life becomes so unclear

Hospital stays take your mind

To exclusion you now find

Such is your life of polars

An up and down coaster roller

There is nothing I wouldn’t give

If without this you could live!

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