Swooping
I fear the drop
may claim me
once more
From peak to trough
I lurch
Lightning speed
The view
from up here
stolen as
depths yawn
wide
ever
wider

Swallowed
whole
in aching
totality

Maniacal

Emotional

Chemical

Imbalanced
balance
Imbibing
bitter fruit
and juice
which turns
me green
Vertigo
amplified
These round
and around
ups and
downs

[from Lynne’s prompt: Depression]