''All or Nothing Thinking'' (2nd draft)

What price for this all or nothing thinking?
Too hot, too cold,óbut never in the middle
I live, a victim of this tough riddle
(that resists answer and has me sinking)!
This disorder of my mind that's stinking
is never gray, but is too much or too little:
it's like a manic instrument, a fiddle,
that performs counterpoint without blinking.
Does everything have to be black or white,
high or low, sweet or sour, hard or soft, good
or bad, or as clear-cut as night or day?
Or so, alas, what about left or right,
up or down, and fore or aft? Now it's a flood
whose madness leaves my mind in disarray!

Sonnet by Ngoc Nguyen The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-07-11 at 03:35

Tags Bipolar  Disorder  Manic 

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I think that this is your best poem, so far. The one line, "I'll know, see, and sense my world in a way," is a real gem.