My pieces lay scattered on the floor
Pale red amber freckles
Jagged oozing emotion
My fingers fall apart before
I can even hold myself together
When I look at you
And see your raw self
Vulnerable and open and real
I see the same as me:
Broken and falling around yourself
You and I look at each other
And simply see someone
That we cannot help but love
I must love you, you can’t help but love me
We are compelled and drawn to each other
Indescribably and undeniably
I gather you up
Hold the pieces of you to my chest
I will never let any little cracked bit
Escape my loving hands
Because I will always keep you close
Collect your tears and problems
Hold you together
And love you until you are ok
Even if it takes forever.
I promise this because I love you
And because you’ve always done the same
For me.
“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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