What didn't kill me never made me stronger, but what did makes me feel alive. Strength from the bottom of the bottle made me realize that I never learned to live without you. All the while, time was passing. No longer wide eyed and innocent, I fight to regain control. Only to loose when it meant so much. Hold on to one last breath. For you. For me. I chose the wrong battle, for all is fair in love and war. Why didn't they teach us contradiction?
“Lunacy” comes from the moon, Who cycles through brilliance and darkness Bipolarity’s patterns are not so easily assumed Opposites not so well harnessed Who cycles through brilliance and darkness? The girl who sits in bed, wrestling with Opposites. Not so well harnessed As she thought, her brain gives reason the slip The girl who sits in bed, wrestling with Her body, depressed, her thoughts manic. As she thought, her brain gave reason the slip And gives the gift of life in a dreamlike panic. Her body depressed her thoughts. Manic Lunacy comes from the moon And gives the gift of life in a dreamlike panic Bipolarity’s patterns are not so easily assumed
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