Sandy

My experiences with a bipolar person in a manic state

Blasting through the night

Blaze to morn

"Hey there Thunderhead!

Where you going with that storm?"

"To crazy eights!

And jesters wild

I’ll just be gone a while

Or more"

A frenzy in her mind

Fixed rage to rhyme

"Don’t waste my time!"

She says for hours

Words twirl through

The curly wire

There was wreck down deep inside

Beyond the bounds of mercy

Well lay down, Sandy. Lay down

'Cause more people love you than baby birds

You’re a lucky mess I’ll tell you.

Are you an angel or a bomb?

You made a liar out of me

You proved me wrong

Now a year has passed and gone

Tell me will you slow down and fall?

You’re gonna raze my faith

And I don’t wanna mind

I wish I didn’t mind at all