In the silent whispers of the night,
A mind divided, torn between two worlds,
Where shadows dance with fleeting light,
Bipolar dreams unfurl like restless birds.

A sky of radiant hues in morning’s grace,
Hope and joy paint the dawn anew,
Yet beneath this brilliance, a darker chase,
Where turbulent storms obscure the view.

In solitude, the heart seeks its peace,
Yet finds itself adrift in tides of despair,
A battle waged, a war that will not cease,
Between the light and shadows it must bear.

Through the chaos, a tender strength grows,
A resilient spirit, unyielding and bold,
In the depths of the soul, a quiet glow,
A testament to the stories yet untold.