Ode To a Friend
(This is about a good friend of mine that was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. He went into a manic state and had to be hospitalized. The only thing that brought him out of it was ECT, electro-Convulsive Therapy, or shock treatment. It was a scary time.)
I thought life was simple,
Now I know that I was wrong
I knew wed be friends forever
But now youre long and gone
We were gonna change the world
But its we that have been changed
Our lives forever altered
And nothing is the same
We shared so much laughter
That I wished would never end
Now all I hear are echoes,
As I look at my empty friend
Hes swimming in his mind
And combing through his brain
Trying to find out why
Everyone calls him insane
I sit with him in the ward
And try to remain calm
I wanna resume our old dance
But someone changed the song
I dont recognize the tune,
Try though as I might
And to see his strange moves
Isnt a pretty sight
His every step is awkward,
His behavior is off track
So I try to step in
To get our old rhythm back
But I feel Im speaking to someone
That isnt even there
Hes trapped inside a prison
With walls made of thin air
His mind was his greatest resource,
Now his greatest enemy
Hes fighting an epic battle,
To keep his sanity
And it kills me I cant help him,
To battle in this fight
All I can do is sit and watch
And be there by his side
He sometimes scares the nurses
Who put him in restrains
I tell them to take it easy
But they dont listen to complaints
Theyre here to treat the patient
But they dont see my friend
I just dont want to see him hurt
Is it that hard to comprehend?
They feed him medication
To slow his frenzied mind
And when I go to see him
Its a different person that I find
It tears my soul apart
To know the awful facts
This empty shell is the closest thing
To having my friend back
But I know hed never last
The way he was before
Its the lesser of two evils
And less is never more
The minds a scary place
When darkened by despair
They say youve lost your mind
But no-one knows just where
And while you are searching,
Ill follow all the way
Im a man of many words
But thats all I have to say
Id go through burning fire,
To the borders of the real
Id give up any possession
If it ever helped you heal
Ill be your friend, until the end
Even at the worst
Cause I know in my soul youd do the same
Were our roles reversed
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