30 April, 2005

Bipolar Disorder

Diane Hosking

You are happy
How long will it last?
Are you happy or high?
High is happy,
How long will it last?
High is fear and quicksand.
Sanity slipping away.
A whirlwind, a raceway,
How long will it last?
It lasts till the quicksand devours,
Till all is diminished and dull.
Delight is deadened, defeated,
How long, how long will it last?

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