Bi Polar
When I loose control,
All hell is inside,
Taken to the edge,
A slave taken to ride,
Brewed to let go,
Explode into play,
Bursting rainbow of colour,
Sensitivity breeds decay.
Keep the euphoria,
Under lock and key,
Bottle it up,
A stored fantasy,
Too little or too much
Scared of running wild,
Gentle human being,
Needy attention seeking child.
Copyright © Nick Evans | Year Posted 2023
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