Manic Crash

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I arise

Ready 

For what? 

Who knows? 

This day is ordinary

But I feel extraordinary 

As I head to work

I have importance

Even as a lowly security guard

I battle my mind

That is racing

Way too fast

I cannot keep up

At the grocery store 

I'm zooming through

Then I stop

In befuddling shock

When did I leave work? 

Energy courses through me

But I am crashing 

Even as I still go on

At home

I make dinner 

As I write 13 poems

Do 4 loads of laundry

Yet I'm still storming through

Pacing back and forth

Reading an article

Researching new restaurants nearby

I collapse on the floor

A wave of confusion seeping in

As I start weeping

What am I doing?

What's wrong with me?

I curl up in a ball

Shaking erratically

I hate manic crashes

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