The Fight is Long and Hard and in the End it's Only With Yourself

Sometime I feel like ending my life,
Having no energy and little drive.
Other times my anxiety does cease
And looking around I feel
An immeasurable peace.

Maybe I'm manic- depressive
Feeling angry- fight or flight
Other times I feel I have no plight.

Ignoring emotions seems
To me to bring peace:
I cannot control the future:
I might as well feel at ease.

I drive past farms and fields and tracks
And hope they last.
The sun sets again each evening
Need I feel overcast?

MDC