I know you are terrified. Your brain trembles in your skull. Intricate layers of matter Cradle microscopic chaos, And everywhere your neurotransmitters scream.
If I was the kind of person You couldn’t get out of your head, I’d sprint through your synapses, Crawl through every cortex, Just to find the source of your Misplaced adrenaline, And tell your amygdala to leave Your night alone.
You deserve more than fear. If I was always on your mind, I’d study the snowflake dendrites Always reaching for an answer, The way your neurons tell you that Tomorrow could be even worse, How they are just trying to do their job, But like you, they tried too hard.
And not even the endless caverns of your cerebellum, Not the nerve fibers bending in a quiet forest, Not even the footprints of memory Stamped in temporary permanence All over your brain Are perfect.
But you are afraid. You say it’s because The night is too long, because you are Not good enough, lonely or alone, One of the two. This is the truth, This is why. Your serotonin levels fell with the sky.
It’s a lack of endorphins, increase in epinephrine, Compounded by an autonomic response. Fight or flight, fight or flight, Cries the organ that owns you.
I will fight through every waterfall of panic, Chemicals engulfing me in their tsunami strength, Every tipped-scale imbalance, Past every overactive gland and through The corridors of your logic, your learned behaviors, The union of sight and seeing, And I hope you see me, I hope you trust what I have learned.