Free falling in our days/ fortunes and misfortunes/ bring the vibes/ make your mind/ take a leap of faith , exhale and run again.
I wonder where it came from
The plucking of that wretched tug
I wish we’d strung on tighter
Forgetting not, that it was more than just a hug
I see you on and off,
Your bipolar nature
Makes me want to lock you up in a loft.
When your legs don’t work like they used to before
And neither do your hands
You’re slumped against a wall
Tired of things you don’t understand
The lifelong hue
Of her life crept alongside;
“Oh,” it exclaimed “You can never stop!”
flashing in the choke of heart
That red alert.
Hush! Be coy.
Shh! It shushed me
Stay, singed again… that Red Alert