Bi-Polar

cradling his head in my lap he soaks us both with tears he rocks slowly hands around me crying aginst his fears too much of him is paralyzed reality is just too big he hides until he can't and then explodes with anguish and fear There is no cure for this malady a brain with crazy wires a wise and gentle beautiful young man chasing anxiety and fire looking out at the world, afraid to go to step out and be magnificent cradling his head in my lap tears mingle with tears of this certain painful sorrow