Insanity _ poem
In my mind I see it, clearer than the blue skies ahead.
Yet clouds blur my vision, at every given post; so that the road ahead is blurred,
there’s no way of emptying the causeway I keep in my brain,
Slowly I‘m going, to fade away or go insane.
Insanity. King of my empire.
Insanity is my bane, the thing that keeps me sane,
Yet even though it makes no sense, it does in measures to me.
Why should I care? What have I ever done to deserve the pain I feel inside.
Insanity. Ruler of me..
Though, with the sunlight beating down, and the moonlight guiding my way, I can see it all again.
My vision has returned from the blue,
Like a shooting star across a midnight sky.
Even so. I’ve gone two far to care.
Insanity. Ever lasting helper.
This clearing in the crossroads,
The traffic passing by, I do not want to go back,
To the insanity, and be judged only by my minds eye.
I confuse you, yes I know. I annoy you, I know that too.
Forget me if I am such a pain.
I’d do the same if I could.
Insanity. Insanely keeping me alive.