Ten minutes ago I was happy
an hour ago I was not
I swing between moods like a pendulum
as the thoughts in my mind start to rot.
I forget what it was I was doing,
what is was that was bringing me joy
as the love in my heart turns to anger
and I look for a world to destroy.
With a bitterness in every action
I am Misery’s messenger man
but my mood starts to shift in an instant
and I’m trying as hard as I can
but I can’t tell you if I’ll be happy
I can’t tell you if I’ll be fine
one hundred to zero in 3 seconds flat
Like my brain is a faulty design.
I’ve not shared much here recently but I am still writing occasionally, mostly giving up after a couple of lines though. I’ll be re-writing a few of my older poems in the coming months and sharing them if I feel I’ve made a worthwhile improvement to them.