The love and pathos of bi- polarity

The highs.
The exhilaration. The conquests.
Heart thumping,
adrenaline pumping,
Electricity coursing through your veins.
Nothing that can’t be vanquished,
extreme, unrealistic, false bravado.
The crescendo,
then the big finish.
You’ve got to love the highs!

The lows.
The pathos. The pain.
A physical ache,
the metaphorical weight
on your heart, slowing down your pace.
To walk, to look up, to breathe. Inconceivable.
Tears well up, the hate, the disgrace.
Is there a tomorrow? Irredeemable.
Take away the lows.