Un-synched synaptic pendulum
An off-beat neuronal flow
Inherited from genetic lines
Disequilibrium my eternal woe
Pivotal weight heavy and sad
For long periods swinging slow
Hiding this emotional meanness
Time hangs heavy when it swings low
Light weight frantically swings
Soaring on my mental fly
Judgment goes out the door
“I am my own high”
Thank God for His mercies!
For when I focus on Him
The demons fade and grow dim
And, for now, a short term win.
∞
The highs and lows of severe emotional intensity and emotional dysregulation makes every day a hard-fought battle. It is exhausting. I really cant wait until I am perfected in Jesus. He is my light, my salvation, my forgiveness. He keeps me going and gives me hope and purpose for each day. Thank you Lord.
Fantasies of a Forlorn Fairy 