You won't know until you know. Quivering breath consumes your moment. All the words you rehearsed, no longer imaginable. It stretches for infinity but snaps back like a rubber band, and grounds you. You forget the reasons, and relive the intentions. This is not what you imagined. Unrequited energy knocks you to your knees. Breathe in. Breathe out. The oxygen ignites your lungs. Your soul fires the rage. And the last thought, was always him.
“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
Comments
Post a Comment