I think I cried three hours straight about how you got broken as a child right in half like a piece of wood or a pencil snapped right into two I watched it happen when you needed your bones to be made strong and your mind to be quieted all they did was made them shake more and it has now come to this 

Sure you were always scared of drowning or of foxes in the woods or of cancer in your bones and we couldn't change the questions all we could do was answer them well and maybe we failed you there but we aren't perfect 

It's not like anyone meant to its not like it was anyone's fault really we are all made of glass and easily shattered we are all just trying to do what we think is best and what they thought was best broke you and now your mind cannot comprehend wellness and now they are here with desperate empty hands trying to find the shreds of the two sides of you and using all the glue and spit and tears they can find to make you one piece again 

I think they are even willing to carry both parts of you for the rest of their life right there

on their shoulders 

Because they are sorry

Because they love you

Because they don't mind how your mind is really

Even when you turn around over and over again

Your back to them • Screaming 

Because of back then when they broke you

And you never found a cure

--bipolar disorder and can it be created