You've made your bed...

Call me bipolar,
      Call me unstable,
      Call me indecisive,
             hypocritical,
             two sided.

My mind races fast,
      Ten thoughts a second.
Skips the logic,
      Past the sanity.

It stumbles,
     Unbalanced,
     On equals swift edge.
            Hovers,
            Suspended,
            Frozen in time.

Impulse takes over,
      Demeaning stabilities choices.
      Flight straight past,
      Wise decisions,
      And well temperament.

Count to ten,
      Breath a little.
      Realization of actions,
      Words, and implements.

Take it back?
      Impossible,
            Too late.

This bed is vast.