My meds are up but so am I. They seem to bring me down from time to time and then that cosmic feeling kicks in and it kicks hard.
Tossing turning mumbling in my sleep, look at me like I'm some kind of freak. Up at 5 am, asked what the hell are you doing?
Rushing, swaying/ at least no decaying: Just rashes of playing. an animal.
Pleased to ride what they call the wave: oh please will you behave! NONSENSE, no cutting edge fence.
I could chat you up with fascinating theory of delusion, Oh my god this is no illusion.
What am I doing rhyming each word, this is not totally absurd.
A part of the mania, just google it, you my relate then have a hissy fit.
Hooray hooray, I'm hyper today
Ole! Ole! manic to stay...
Sadly no, it comes and goes, from dancing to doze... a cycle of prose.
Sliding down the moody ride
when its done I could of died BUT
It's here now and no it wont stay
I plan for my mind to keep it at bay...
tomorrow i might laugh and then weep But i always know its a beautiful fancy to keep.
amazing.
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