When she told her "fuck you"
Uprooted their secret confidences
And flung them into the wind
Using her own heart's words to wound her
Peace love unity respect
Words that meant nothing coming from her
Breaking her heart and spirit so easily
After that she found it hard to trust
Reclusive girl became even more hermit-like
Because if someone so beautiful
Could hurt her so much
Then what was to stop anyone else
From doing the same?
Her belief in humanity was shattered by one nearest to her soul
Of course she kept on trudging through life
Doing what she needed to do
But her broken heart still caused insomnia
And her tears forever remained close to the surface
Because now she sees behind every eye
The dormant malevolence
And wonders when it focuses on her
How long it will take her to recover
This time
“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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