Mood Swing Mania
I am going along in a happy cheerful dancing prancing skipping way
For an hour or so, enjoying daffodils and tulips, loving the warm sun.
When BAM!
It hits me. Sadness.
Depression that throws me down under a bridge with force.
I hit my head on the concrete of its suddenness, and I see stars.
Nothing is pretty now; it feels like I am wearing heavy army boots.
I do not even try to get up. What would be the use?
The day is ruined. Everyone hates me. I hate myself.
I am despondent and unhappy, and irritated.
Nothing is right. I yell at myself.
Internally, calling myself all kinds of mean things.
Take a nap! My internal voice demands.
I take a couple of sleeping pills.
Wake up two hours later, ready to find a rainbow.
Dancing and prancing, I skip along, not ready for the next hit.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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