Ocean Waves

This is a poem which describes the destructive nature of a cyclic bipolar lifestyle. Being placed in an artificial environment such as a submarine can spark self-destructive suicidal action in depressed people.
Ocean Waves
Taste, touch, smell, sight, sound
sensory impulses lift me off the ground
drowning gravity keeps me bound

dormant in a cocoon, chemicals released soon
these thoughts pass and I understand
these faults belong to one man

life not enough, have I had too much
places I've been, people I've seen
memories I've had, blurred the dream

I come back
down I go
clear the bottom
is it so

By Aaron Wall
Published: 5/1/2003
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