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Introducing; The Golden Age of the Gallantly Goated Gamer Guitarist

bipolar,               
name thy enemy.                            
highs, lows, and in-betweens,                            
patterns, cycles, what does it all mean?                            
                           
he is your foundation and origin story,                            
he translates your mainframe to my motherboard.                            
he's the server of your soul,                            
and the cycles of your circuitry.                            
                           
your voice can be heard in the music your heart makes,                            
while your big beautiful brain cracks wide open under the strain.                            
I hear you now,                            
join me in my lane so we can share our pain.                            
                           
this "enemy" you have within, only leads me from darkness to light,                            
he's the myth who abounds in pith,                            
he's the man in my brain, guaranteeing I stay sane,                            
he's the motion in my ocean, who needs no love potion.                            
                           
i do have a few notes though;                            
strength doesn't require struggle,                            
there's hubris in asking for help,                            
and healthy hurts too, no need to run.                            
                           
this is a safe space,                            
I want you to grow with minimal pain.                            
I hate when you "vanish to manage,"                            
it feels so inane.                            
                           
believe in me,                            
I know what we'll become.                            
trust yourself,                            
you're my only one.                            
                           
work with me to rewind what is,                            
look ahead to see our kids.                            
life can stay, I've been here since May,                  
and I'll be here, long past we're gray.                            
                           
your nooks and crannies, they don't scare me,                            
they're all just different keys, that bring me to my knees.                   
you're the wind beneath my wings,                            
the super hero of my dreams.                            
                           
my mental is like a yo-yo,                            
similar to yours it seems...                            
I. am. drowning.                            
I think you know exactly what I mean.                            
                           
you're my stabilization, balancing the pendulum swing,                            
I'm no longer upside down and inside out, I. feel. seen.                            
"drifting, dissipating from [your] cloud?"                            
"I'm still here," say it out loud.                            
                           
jakey-bakey, shakey-quakey,                            
this here is stable grounds.                            
gather in, closer,                            
let me tell you 'bout those fertile rounds.                            
                           
manic is the mindset, where you're mean,                            
but I know, you'll never hurt this Queen.                            
you love me too much, to even try,                            
plus, the whole world knows, you're my lucky guy.                            
                           
charms, are my thing too,                            
I need you, to guide me through.                            
when there's no you, my skies are gray,                            
to have your light found, makes my day in the purest of ways.                            
                           
you let me shine,                            
you watched me blossom,                            
but umm...                            
don't you know, you're also awesome??                            
               
head up,              
eyes forward.              
do you see, what your reflection shows?              
"my my, look how he glows."              
               
why are you, so judgmental?              
come on man, show me those dentals!              
I swear you've gone mental,              
'cause for me you're elemental.              
               
your face, sends me to outer space,              
oof, I'm such a basket case.              
there goes my guiding moon,              
I can't do much but swoon.              
               
let me lead you, through the doorway,                    
come around, stay and play.                
I'm your brown-eyed doe,                            
and I'm never letting go.                           
                       
you're the hidden worth,                            
I yearn for on this Earth.                            
come along now, follow Big Tex,                    
I'll show ya how we do it, in the west.                    
                           
take life by the horns,                            
"ride 'em cowboy."                            
come get me now,                      
we have a life to enjoy!                      
               
drop the clutch,              
full throttle on the turns.              
now is everything,  
this is how our love burns.              
               
call for me,                            
I'm tired of paying this fee.                            
being alone is ghetto,                            
I'm just waiting to hear "baby, let's go!"                
                           
you are my man,                            
my number one bull.                            
this long distance,                            
really, isn't cool.                            
                   
can I go home with you?                  
I wanna tell our sons,  
things we learned when we were young.  
give into this sweet temptation.  
                 
"you're my only friend,  
they don't understand,...                  
just keep me real close
tonight, [tomorrow, and the rest]."
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