The initial hit
the unexpected transition
from overflowing, childlike joy
to anxiety, anger, frustration.
Sometimes you feel it coming.
creeping its way into your thoughts
you cling to the last shreds of happiness
bolstering yourself up against the oncoming storm.
Other times it hits you like a brick
and it's hours before you realize
the change that took place.
But I've only been riding a high for TWO WEEKS
you scream into the surrounding empty spaces.
the previous low lasted over a month.
you're unsure you can do it again.
needing a reason to wake up every morning.
needing an hour just to pry yourself from those soft flannel sheets.
needing the reminder that a world is out there if you'd only
peek through the blinds.
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