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More Than a Touch of Insanity
Of the chaos pounding in my head
Who will listen
Who will care?
Not you who has your own problems
Not he who is supposed to
Not even she who calls me sister
No one remembers me any more
No one ever knew me
But try as I did to make them see
You remain blind
Illness toys with my mind
Planting images, planting thoughts
Nothing can be reality
When nothing is remembered
And nothing can be remembered when nothing existed
How can I make you hear me
When all I have are silent pleas
I cannot make you care
All I can to is retreat into my shell
Hope I am doing the right thing
Alone with my thoughts, my teeth
You don't remember when darkness took me
When my life changed forever
When my bubble of nativity exploded
I know there is no such thing as forever
Unless it is in the past
Unchangeable
No one knows
Anything but who I show
No one tries to see past
And yet you know me,
Why?
You who I cannot come to grips with
I could have loved you
And yet I know it never could have been
For I refuse to make another mistake
But why do I write to one
Cold as ice
Yet dangerous as fire
As if the imaginary can hear us
As if anything I want will become reality
I feel insanity take over
And I feel myself tense
Ready for another mental battle
Of tremendous magnitude
I fall
My little strength forgotten
My fortifications weak
The smallest stumble, I will fail
And words will once again
Desert me