How is it my mind leaves me?
As does sweat evaporate?
So too, lucidity drifts
Trying to set it a-free
Escape from its separate
Corner of my mind’s deep rift
Struggling for ult’mate control
of hardened life, or cold soul
As time sane, slowly crumbles
time mad, quickly takes its place
How my peace of soul fumbles
Madness starts to win the race
Vanishes without a trace
at moments when life demands
to put on good appearance
if not, threats of reprimands
For showing one’s second face
Inside, though, interference
continues between the two
Keep up the cold, calm façade!
So I order to myself
Burns like an inferno, too
Smold’ring like an angry god
Sanity? Merely an elf,
Madness? A looming giant
So I try, I try, to
Avoid being stepped on; can’t
Leave, as a hot air balloon
ascends gently to the moon
A heavy soul does remain
Full of hatred, full of gloom
Why has good soul left so soon?
Always in anguish and pain
Don’t you see? I’m left insane.
No help!? Madman left to reign .
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