Disorder

The swing goes up
then
the swing goes down -
life's a perpetual merry-go-round.

Crying abounds
then
I laugh all day -
emotions always fluctuate and sway.

I want to play
but
I need to sleep -
I juggle them both with a weary leap.



Life full of lows
and
life full of highs -
loved ones watch helplessly with hopeless sighs.

Normalcy first
then
a sane manic -
some days begin in an outright panic.

My soul fights hard
but
my disorder -
forces me to live life on the border.