My gratitude is almost unspeakable
But I'll try;
They coaxed me through such awful times and stuck by me
Even when I behaved awfully.
They gave me respite and sanctuary
When I was crippled by depression
And put up with me talking bollocks and Spending all my money
When I was singing with mania.
I'm so grateful to them.
I'm grateful for my best friend,
We've been through thick and thin together.
I can't wait to go camping in Spring,
Smoke dope and listen to metal
And watch the buzzards circle
Over the valley.
I'm grateful for my bipolar friends
It's nice to be understood,
I love them and I need them
So much less needs to said
When we talk,
It's a blessed relief.
I'm grateful for the trauma my condition has heaped upon me.
It's made me who I am
And I am okay with me
At last.
I'm grateful because it might be
That God knows
What he's doing
After all.
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