Laughing in the mirror, eyes wild with the storm,
been awake four days, my mind’s a formless swarm.
Humming in my silence, shadows in my play,
bought a bike on impulse, felt like night turned day.
I filed papers coldly as the laughter rang,
tears fell on the pizza, felt every pang.
Danced beneath the raindrops, free in my despair,
madness and joy mingling, a breath of stormy air.
I’m riding on a lightning bolt, shaking with a laugh,
tearing through these paper walls, charting the uncharted path.
In the whirl of rage and glee, I’m losing every chain,
mixed-up skies inside of me, bittersweet like rain.
My nights are full of whispers, days are bursts of light,
every decision’s sharp as knives, cutting through the night.
Crying, laughing, breaking, in every drop I drown,
a heart divided, unguided, in ups and downs I’m bound.
Can’t stop this reckless racing, my thoughts a tangled mess,
every high is laced with pain, every touch leaves less.
In the madness, finding grace, in the storm, a dance,
life at the speed of lightning, in the chaos, I advance.
Humming in my laughter, psychosis in the rain,
mixed episodes like hurricanes, joy twined with pain.
In the eye of my own storm, finding who I am,
a spirit wild, untamed, forever on the run.