Summer and Winter
“During the summers I feel alive
Looking down at the waters I go for a dive
Summer is only made to last for awhile
Summer is what makes life worthwhile
As the hot days of summer falls
Sunny flowers starts to wither at fall
As the cold days of winter calls
Blue flowers starts to bloom at fall
During the winters I feel alive
Looking down at the ice I go for a dive
Winter is only made to last for awhile
Winter is what makes life worthwhile”
Story of the day
This poem is based on my mild bipolar disorder and how it affects my life. Since I haven’t been reacting to my anti-depressants for a month, my psychiatrist diagnosed me with mild bipolar disorder since I rarely experience dramatic mood shifts. Anyway, I’m on mood stabilizers now, and it’s making me nauseous, dizzy, and very sleepy.
The first stanza is about the happy phase of bipolar disorder which is consistently January or February (for me) every year and lasts for about a month. This is the time I feel slightly happy and contented and very productive. Like with the seasons, my emotions shifts back to depression, thankful for the little dose of happiness I’ve had.
The second stanza is about the numbness that I feel before I shift back to depression. This year has been easier because I didn’t push my way back into happiness when I felt that numbness. At this moment, I’m ready to return to hermit mode.
The third stanza is about depression itself. It’s painful, yet I have no choice but to dive into that ice of sadness. Although it’s in these moments I find power, without depression, I wouldn’t be as creative as I am today. Being blue made me realize the simple joys in life: I come from a financially stable family, I have the best, best friend in the world, and I have my gifts and talents that I’m happy to share with the world.