Manic

A poem I wrote at a time I was feeling misunderstood and completely out of my depth.

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Manic

I am up and down and inside out

Within the confines of my existence

A roller coaster ride of emotions

A mixed bag of strange devotions

One moment I feel free and the next

I’m bound, gagged, and locked in captivity

Not even a court order can get me out

My jailor does not know acquiescence

And we are annoyed by each other’s presence

Or presence of mind

And now I’m flying high above the clouds

Feeling carefree and extraneous

Untouchable, relaxed in my own skin

Until I hit some turbulence and then

I panic, my self-assurance vexed

I lose the fight with gravity

I’m plummeting to my demise among the crowds

Who watch me free fall plainly just

To witness something odd and spontaneous

Or spontaneously blind

(c) Kasidee Gilchrist 2011