Rewiring

The cloud descends
And I’m here again
Dealing with the flip side
Of my bi polar brain.

A chemical imbalance
Obscuring my vision
Insisting I conceal myself
For fear of derision.

It strangles my throat
And tears at my brain
Then it’s gone for a while
And I feel a little more sane.

I’ll drift..

It’ll lift..

But it always leaves a stain.

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