The Manic Poet

Words toss and turn in my head
At rapid speed
Never ceasing
This is the high of my mania
This feeling is not madness
No not at all
Such a strange word to describe emotions so raw and beautiful
To feel everything so intensely is the only way I would want to live
I will come alive with this pen in my hand
Watch as the miracle begins
I must write the flames of words I see
These visions must be told
I do not stop
I can not stop
Words on paper have just begun

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