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The Bipolared Man

In the middle, he stood
Between darkness and good

Both selves beckoning him to a side
And in the fight, a small piece of him died

He could see only a world black and white
And everything gray between wrong and right

As the world’s picture of him broke
An aggressive need in him awoke

He feared to be abandoned, left behind
By all those who were generous and kind

They weren’t the only ones angry; he too
Never understood why the war ended in truce

He desperately hoped one side be defeated
Not caring if the light or darkness retreated

For he longed for peace.
But in the last…
But in the last, he was ready for the world to cease.

If you or someone you know is in crisis, please contact the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-8255.

Srihari Govind (3 Posts)

Contributing Writer

Mahatma Gandhi Medical College and Research Institute, Pondicherry

I am a medical student in the first year aged 18, studying at Mahtma Gandhi Medical College and Research Institute in Pondicherry, India. Love to travel and try new food. Write a bit of poetry and most probably am going to be joining Doctors Without Borders after I finish my studies.