Wandering while sitting still.
change is constant
even with a pill,
hopeless dreams come and go,
to much to ponder,
to much to let go,
wish lists get bigger
life gets unmanageable.
a light in the distance goes out.
riding the waves
trying to find a new route,
not enough patience to figure it out.
Will bipolar depression get you to heaven?
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I'm bipolar and I know people strugggle with it. I wrote this to explain what it is so maybe people can help others.