the maze of my insanity

9-1-98

spinning out of control...

loosing touch with sanity...

lost in my own illusions...

i can no longer see the truth of things...

my vision has been blurred by the harsh realities of life....

so many walls errected in order to protect....

convieniently transformed into the walls of my prison....

i have decorated them to perfection...

upon occasion, it is easy to forget my solitude...

will anyone ever find me??

does anyone know i'm in here??

does anyone care??

what if i cant get out??

tired... so very tired...

looking through my illusions, i wonder how many other realities and illusions lay beyond my little maze of insanity...

how many others are equally trapped in their reality, just like me.....