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Rated: E · Poetry · Personal · #1842688
Insanity is as insanity does.
It's so bright
Pitch black
The walls are stable
unlike my mind

Look over here,
look over there,
look at my face,
It's gone!

My soul is inane
What's going on?
I'm full of powerful weakness,
and confident insecurities

So this is insanity,
unruly yet giddy
I'm jumping up and down
as I convulse on the floor

The eyes are everywhere
The broken clock
ticking away
the hour long minutes

I'm all suited up
my hands are bound,
yet I'm free
now more then ever

Twitching joints
Bloodshot eyes
The moon is bleeding
yet the sun is laughing

So this is insanity,
dark, dank, and dusty
yet more clear and pure
then the soul of a virgin

The white coats glare
with their calculating stares
my strings are all torn
they can't make me dance

So this is insanity
Free minds induce fear
But if I am insanity
so is everyone out there.
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