...when I'm high on life, i can look back on the lows and scoff at them. so now that I'm in a low, (yes, they can come on that quickly) I am looking back at the highs to remind me that this mood is a transient state. my life is still beautiful, even when covered in gray...
p.s. it has taken almost the entire day to crawl up to this point. maybe next time it will be easier.
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when life takes me high,
the lows seem alien.
when the winds sigh,
sadness and dejection,
manic dreams die.
memories give me aspirations,
of beautiful rays,
even in shades of gray.
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