PRIMARY COLORS

I wrote the following poem for a an Equinox party one of my California critique buddies hosted. To me it expresses what life is like for a bipolar personality.

Red is...

Passion

Love

Heart

Blood

Hot

Spicy

Sassy

Selfish

Fire

Anger

Hate

Madness

Me

Blue is... 

            Jeans

Sky

Water

Ice

Cold

Weakness

Sadness

Self-pity

Therapy

Medication

Pain

Yellow is:

            Light

Sunshine

Smile

Gold

Happiness

Stars

Wishing

Fleeting

I’ve lost my yellow crayon.

Without it, I cannot draw a rainbow.

With my two crayons, I make purple and create a bruise.  

I hide it from the world, but it’s always there.

Mixing up the red and blue.  No yellow to prove it’s healing.

I hate blue, so I draw a river with my red crayon.

I want the river to flow until the blue is washed away…

Forever.