Bipolar is when you feel depressed and hope it’s just a mood not an episode stretching far and wide into your future.
When your mood changes you are happy that you suffered just a few hours or days and not a relentless episode stretching into the unknown.
Harking, crawling, burden, smell.
People see how I long to dwell.
Sickness burning in my throat.
Sea of blood calls me to float.
Ingrid bellows across the field
I turn to see strawberry tears
One step forward off the cliff
Takes away my wandering drift
Although I am happy I’m also sad
There is nothing good in this land.