this is a poem i put together after i came out of the mania and BEFORE i hit the bottom AGAIN.....seems the level times don't come often enough for a rapid, mixed mood cycler...but this time it was precious and appreciated, perhaps it takes the ups and downs to appreciate the "level slow rides".... hope you can relate....
Slow Ride
by Ctry Girl 2/2008
Perhaps some of us dance to the different beat,
Not being so swift on our feet,
Or perhaps we don't want to feel your rhythm,
Instead we want to be ourselves tonight.
Why is that considered the "slow ride"?
The way of untraditional side,
May just be a little more in tune you see,
Instead of something that should cause you to gawk at me.
No the "slow ride" is the gentleness of the mania gone into hiding,
The quietness before the depression starts rising....
Let us at least have that diversity,
Let us at least, be away from your pitiful mercy.
Perhaps the "slow ride" is quite enjoyable
Not something that you'd hate and abhor!
The way you shun from all mental illness a discrepancy to rational thought
You have deemed and sought
You want the perfect little citizen amongst you,
Those who aren't compliant to that mold you must shed,
Not As friends, as possible mates, as others walking among you on the streets,
No that would mean you might meet!!!
Keep the fast paced ride to yourself please,
I'm already fighting mania you see,
So my slow ride is quite welcome here,
Amongst the nature so near.
I quite enjoy the slow journey I take in my mind,
For it puts me at peace and is rather kind
To the inner soul I guard so fervently
Even though it may not fit YOUR world perfectly.
My slow ride is rather....enjoyable I'd say
For I wouldn't have it any other way.
The leveled off days are so welcome, away from my demons and devils
So undoubtedly I think in this slow ride I'll revel!
