Pattern in your
Your burden to bear,
Has a tangle of lows,
And a tangle of highs.
It has a name, manic-depression.
You live high,
Running on eight
Cylinders. Mania is
Such a delight. You
Dive deep, the cylinders
Clogged, drowning in depression.
You live steady in fear of the threaded pattern in your mind.
Fear gives an energy
To what now is also your
Fate; burdened with this tangle of
Threads. But you fight for life, the circle
Of light and dark, of a manic- depressive head.
Copyright Denise A White