Mania
by Caroline Zubricki
Do you know what goes through my head
when demons come tell me you’re lost again?
Sitting in quiet isolation
feeling as if it will all soon end.
And I wish I didn’t need you quite this much
I wish I could stand without my chemical crutch
that I could sleep at night without hearing your voice
but it’s not like I have a choice.
I want to pry off the knotted fingers
of every painful thought that ever lingered
and smile brightly as a single soul
that never needed another to make me whole.
But the truth is I was not meant to be
a hero or one-man army.
I’m a star that shines brightest in another’s arms
and you’re the constellation I feel I belong.
If I am desperate than that may be
but I won’t let go of what makes me this happy.
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