The Manic Depressive

The vacuous states which stalk
Epiphanic moments
Linger like etherised time
The mind is either poisoned
By over indulgence
Or nibbled at by doubt

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a powerful peice Leonard penned with knowing words and good knowledge for the subject, to be honest when i saw the title i half expected this poem to be more in the style of a confessional poem, full of self loathing and self pity which is the type often penned by the younger, more emotional of poets on this site (not that i have a problem with such works, i think its a good starting point and we must all start somewhere) However your work, was a pleasent suprise, and summed a side of manic deppression very well. best wishes Robin