Bipolar

Bipolar disorder got me trippin’ out

Drugs and alcohol were my only route

Wasn’t lookin' for fun, just a way to numb

All the voices in my head when the night would come

Mood swings like a pendulum blade

Up one day, then I crash for days

Tellin’ people “I’m fine” with a crooked smile

While I’m drownin’ in my thoughts and denial

Yeah, I ain’t proud of the pills I took

Tryna rewrite pain like a burned-out book

Blackout nights, I forgot my name

Just to feel nothin’ — I embraced the shame

Sippin’ poison just to quiet the storm

But I woke up broken, twice as torn

Chasin’ peace in a bottle’s lie

Till I looked in the mirror and I couldn’t recognize

Bipolar got me runnin' in circles

Dark thoughts tight like a vice, no verbal

Drugs in my veins, pain in my chest

Didn’t wanna live, but I feared death

Yeah, I was trippin' out

Couldn’t see a way, couldn’t find a route

But somehow — somehow — I’m still here

Still standin’ through the fear

Yeah —

You ever scream in a silent room?

Heart rate racin' like it’s chasin’ doom

Tellin’ God “I’m done,” with a tear-stained face

Feelin’ like a burden you can’t erase

Mental health ain’t a punchline, it’s prison

Some days I wish I didn’t keep livin’

But I got tired of the lies I fed

And the fake peace I found in meds

So I dropped to my knees in the middle of night

Told God, “I’m broken — I ain’t got fight”

Didn’t hear a voice, but I felt that grace

Like He stepped right into that hopeless place

Now I’m still scarred, still got lows

Still get waves when the darkness flows

But I ain’t alone — that’s truth now

I ain't perfect, but I ain't bowin' out

Bipolar got me runnin' in circles

Dark thoughts tight like a vice, no verbal

Drugs in my veins, pain in my chest

Didn’t wanna live, but I feared death

Yeah, I was trippin' out

Couldn’t see a way, couldn’t find a route

But somehow — somehow — I’m still here

Still standin’ through the fear

If you feel like you're losin' control...

You ain't alone.

If you're lookin' for a way out…

There is one.

This ain’t the end.

Bipolar disorder had me trippin' out

Drugs and alcohol were my only route

Now I fight with truth, not a glass or flame

God pulled me out, I ain’t playin’ that game

Yeah, I still fall, still feel pain

But I got hope runnin' through these veins

I was trippin’ out…

Now I’m reachin’ out