Stability is a luxury that only Charlotte knows of,
My life is a turbulent mess that truly only deems black diamonds.

I was recently told such wisdom, that I make people feel uneasy,
But that in that discomfort, was some elaborate exuberance.

Should I in that reconnaissance,
Feel any darn (oh!) disturbance,

I assure my collaborators, my adversaries,
I dictate with most certainty,

That our lives are the most well lived,
When off these pen-inked pages,

We live, we live, we live,
Only when we’re forced to live the ordinary.

I’ve got this amazing treat
for all of you today.
I didn’t even want to bring it,
because I thought you’d all prey.

Before I ever had this,
my life was black and gray.
Nothing was ever this vivacious,
or so my senses say.

But now I’m wondering if,
I should keep you further at bay.
Because this is so damn precious,
your judgment should not lay.

Oh yes, I’m completely bluffing,
I really cannot wait.
And I really just must tell you
that I have a man, OK?!

And he’s just that wonderful.
He’s really just that amazing.
I’m completely smitten, that
my life, my life, my life, would be nothing without him.

My mind awakes,
My heart beats faster
And every storyline plays out
Of monsters and demons that prefer the dark
And know it better than I do;
They hold a map that I don’t have.

They circle around me,
They taunt me, not with actions
But by circling me with possibilities
Of what could be, what may be,
All of which I cannot see.

They say the human senses heighten
When one or more is held behind,
But that is hardly ever the case
When one is gripped in fear.

The lights come on and all is well.