Kristy's Blog

There is no explanation,
It comes with night or day
A person wants thoughts of suicide
or dying just to go away.

You know it’s not real, this
New or worse depression
Along with new or worse anxiety
At least it’s not obsession

Agitation and restlessness
Are always so much fun
Just like panic attacks
And no sleeping til the sun

Anger comes up so quickly
It seems so aggressive
Then after those wild impulses
The atmosphere turns regressive

Swings up and down
The confounding of your friends
The fight with your true love
Just intensifies the bend

Fighting to the surface
Under a tidal wave of emotion
You can stretch your loving hand
Down into deep into the ocean

You love this person dearly
And that’s all you have to do
And make sure they take their medicine
And treat it like the flu

It’s a tough thing to live with
Every day is new, alas
But the nature of the disease is
This mood too, shall pass.