For the storm to subside
Inside my mind.
How it races!

Thought and feelings
All jumbled up together,
Pulling me this way and that.
Depression and mania together.

They call it a mixed episode.
Truth is,
I’m scared.
My poetry book is coming out soon.

What will you think?
How will I measure up?
Will I cross a line?
Will you dump me in a second?

I know intellectually
That there is really
Nothing to be too concerned about,
But it still terrifies me.