uneven and balanced

A beautiful disaster

Crazy-eyed laughter doesn't mean hysterical

Maniacal doesn’t mean evil

And 

Gentle is definitely not always synonymous with good

There is always an ounce of

Light somewhere in the dark

Or else we would never see the 

Shadows of our fears climbing the walls and creeping under our beds

There is always an ounce of dark somewhere in the light

Or else we would never see the  truth inside our dreams

Don’t forget that real happiness is being satisfied with your reality

All shades of light and dark

And everything in between

Can you feel the vibrations humming along your skin

Those peaks and valleys

Each rise and every dip

Thrumming in pace with your heartbeat

That sound you make in the back of your throat

Lapping it up like a kitten with cream

When your eyes close, I don’t worry

Because I know you can still see me

Balancing carefully on the thin line between

The uneven staccatos of a fever dream and

The four main food groups of a balanced family dinner