Mood swings
Are hard to follow
Amongst partners
Hard to swallow
There is barely time
To wallow
In moments confusing
And hollow.
All is fun
Pretty divine
Than without forewarning
It all unwinds
It makes it hard to remember
When this person is kind
So tormenting
To the body, soul and mind.
On top of the world
With love and merriment
Only to quickly
Take a rapid descent
Hard not to personalize
Madness or discontent
not really prepared to open up
To others and vent.
It is hardest on the kids
This is all they have known
Never quite feeling safe
In their home
Aching for their childhood ambitions
For life to have a pleasant tone
Of nurturing calm
Not feeling alone
In the chaos
Of the unknown.
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