a poem dedicated to everyone at daily strength

Untitled (dedicated to my bipolar friends)     -Christina GloriaInside my interrupted mindSo deep where no one can hearIs a lonely place at the edge of breakdownThe silence is loud, there's no escapeWhere should I begin,With the spiral or the fall?Sanity, feel my hand reaching for youYour absence is my agonyHatred is my love when the storm hitsBut then back as if sunsets were never goneEmotion is the unknownAfter the heaviness of substanceUntitled is who I amIn the epitome of unworthy and waste