I wrote this a long time ago, but apparently it is still true. I hope one day I will find balance. It’s not perfect, but neither am I.
Sudden jolts hatred consume my soul
Over taking my senses and judgement
I lose control of who I am
I am aware, but do not know what I do or what I say
It is like being possessed by a forgotten spirit of non existence
An excuse for the mind to wander into the depths of my insanity
I dive in and drown in the sorrow
It spirals out of control
out of my control
but I can control it
I shall go to my happy place
I am happy again
I am ecstatic
I am on the other end of the scale
I Enter hysteria
Tipping it downward
Back towards the depths of despair
I am back again
How do I get out?
How do I stay grounded?
My feet don’t touch the ground
I float or I sink…