The Rise and Fall

I look to inspire,
but feel nothing but desire
The longing for more
Continuously looking to pour,
All of myself into every activity
I can't hold back the creativity
It flows like a river
Enticing like a shiver

I cannot relate
For all of this is fake
My desire is harmful
I'm truly sorrowful

Mania is a swarm of inconsistencies
A ride filled with contingencies
All to prevent the inevitable fall
To hold my hand when I hit that wall
A come down like no other
For all it does is smother,
Away the feelings of desire
And pull apart anything that inspires