- the thief -
it was merely chance
that brought me
into your life.
your dull and fading dreams
have been splashed
with colors of possibilities
that once had no place
in your mind.
the sound of my laughter
rings through
your ears
playing tricks on you.
letting you think
and hope
i was near.
but i have escaped.
escaped with your thoughts
your senses, your heart,
your soul, and left
but a memory.
you shall hunger.
you shall beg
for mercy from
the relentless questioning
until
we meet again.
i am the captor
of your stolen dreams.
i am the thief.
On Being Bipolar
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