Mood Shift
Instant nausea as my stomach twists,
My mouth waters, my hands form fists.
From just the thought of what might be,
A simple thought that torments me.
My mood shifts swiftly, so dark inside,
Daring someone to ask me why.
Then just as quickly I see some light,
All feelings fade of wanting to fight.
How long will my mood be stable, I think,
As I reach for another drink.
Copyright © Jamie Grattan | Year Posted 2014
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