Poetry

Manic Episode (#1916)

The warning gauge is growing redder,
I truly hope that tomorrow is better,
The alarm bells are all but clanging,
Against the wall my head is banging,
There’s nothing I can do to intervene,
All I can do is witness her manic stream,
I hate seeing my wife in this state,
I pray the mania will soon dissipate,

Any Thoughts?

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