BIPOLAR

When you are bipolar
with the very least of care
take chance few would dare
clearance of an inch or two
to drive your truck on through

Accidents just seem to happen
while tripping down the stairs
having you right foot catching
while riding the banister that
launches you into empty air not
knowing where you'll land or care


The trees you find to climb
its limbs will hold you for a while
then accidentally let you down
never so very gently so
unexpectedly to the ground
testing your bones are sound

When you go walking under trees
or cycling along forest trails
you must be careful of the trees
for one may step within your way
or fall silently across your path
to leave you slightly flat

Early morning you left home
find yourself heading down
a road alone and you must ask
yourself why it was you left
in what direction did you go
where it was you were to go

Some days when you awake
it is hard to believe your state
you are so gloriously high
without a suspicion as to why
on such blissful days as these
joy could make a mad man cry

Then there are dreadful days
days of dark dismal despair
a desolation so profound
negation rules predominates
overwhelming seems endless
this state of even perverseness