Bipolar Adventures - 1

Giddy girl giggly
I'm on top of the world!
I'm gonna be big
I'm gonna be great
I'm gonna make it to history!

Plus, I'm pretty fucking sexy.

Then I remember
Damn, I remember
This is probably fleeting!
So it's hard to be optimistic
(Though now I'm high on optimism)
When experience tells me
That after the bubbles and glitters
Confetti and fireworks
I am still hellbound.

God, may the pills work well.

Still, I can't help but bask
In the light of my seldom sun
That shines so bright till I burn down
And I take everything around me with me
And I'm happy, no, ecstatic
That I'm on fire
And I did it!
Like a mad arsonist.

This is what some of my worst days up are like.

Then the image of my Raven and friends waving at me
Creeps up my sprinkles, unicorns, and rainbows infested mind
With their beauty that I admire and eyes that speak of darkness
Sadness
Always looming

I wait for them to take me.

The cycle continues
As I stay in the dungeons of my head
I'll dream of better days and sunny skies
Spinning blooms and soaring highs
Though I know
By then
I'll be more broken than ever.
Maybe stronger than ever.