A sonnet on cycling between elation and depression due to manic-depressive disorder--aka bipolar disorder.
like Superman or the world's savior;
the rush from feeling like a demi-god
makes me believe I am a conqueror,
like another Alexander the Great!
Then I'm flung to the dark abyss of hell
when my wild moods now suddenly abate
and rapidly repeat that I can't tell
the bottomless and profound lows (which start
from these ecstatic, Olympian highs)
from these peaks which then make me fall apart
as this dark disorder intensifies:
delusions of grandeur of my bipolar
go from my highs to my states of dolor!
Sonnet by Ngoc Nguyen
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Written on 2018-05-14 at 02:14
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On Bipolar Delusions of Grandeur
When manic, I think, feel and act like God—like Superman or the world's savior;
the rush from feeling like a demi-god
makes me believe I am a conqueror,
like another Alexander the Great!
Then I'm flung to the dark abyss of hell
when my wild moods now suddenly abate
and rapidly repeat that I can't tell
the bottomless and profound lows (which start
from these ecstatic, Olympian highs)
from these peaks which then make me fall apart
as this dark disorder intensifies:
delusions of grandeur of my bipolar
go from my highs to my states of dolor!
Sonnet by Ngoc Nguyen
Read 861 times
Written on 2018-05-14 at 02:14
Tags Grandeur Bipolar Poetry
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