People loved me when I was crazy. I want to be like that and love other people who are crazy. ~ KaitlinYou loved me like crazy
when insanity clutched me,
pulled my strings —
when I channeled Lady Macbeth,
guilt and self-flagellation reigning.
You modeled sanity, serenity
when such foreign notions
belonged in fairy tales,
slapstick parodies, fantasy.
You led me, suggested simplest steps —
acting like, just doing, not thinking.
You heard me out, without accusing,
never laughing at my pathos, my plight.
You repeated, restated, found similes.
You told your tale, illuminating my path.
Bit by bit, little by slow, we lived the plan
until I find myself sitting here,
greeting newcomers, ready, anxious,
loving the chance
to love them like crazy.
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