Bi-Polar Bear Sonnet
The demon walks free again,
Mania driving me insane.
Maddening hours thinking of sin,
The darkened realms of my brain.
Puzzled at what plagues me,
This rollercoaster ride from hell.
Mood swing the pendulum free,
A constant growing swell.
The tides of my affliction great,
Though I try to hide the pain,
Comedy and Tragedy debate,
My soul it seems to strain.
True I am nervous but not at all mad,
At times I am overly angry others I am sad.
By JToddUnderhill
© 2008 JToddUnderhill
(All rights reserved)
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