In the age of the super hero complex, he tried to save his own soul. He had the words to change the world but he bottled them up inside. The only words he needed never came. Like waiting for the train that left hours ago. And when the time came to give up, and head home, something happened. He realized that walking back to where it started will never get him where he needs to go. One breath. One step. That's all he needed. One breath. One step. And when he took the last breath and the last step, he looked back at the cape and smiled.
“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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