The Pendulum
My life is a pendulum,
I hold tight as I swing
From the light and then
Back to the dark side
Of things.
What I once felt was a journey,
Has become more of a ride.
For I am now controlled
By an ebb and flow
From the inside.
For happiness and despair
I seem to have no option.
I hang on tightly
While the experts mix
My immaculate concoction.