What I Love the Most

November 29, 2007
You’re here somewhere,
Aren’t you?
Everything’s dark… it just doesn’t seem right.
I can feel these black thoughts
Strangle and choke.
Till you realize you aren’t even breathing.
But I’m alive… Aren’t I?
Squirming through tight ropes of reason,
Something’s making my neck hair stand up.
Grasping for ration inside a shut down mind
Is like innocence trapped with in a prison.
I can’t get free, I’ve already lost
Insanity my greatest fear
I realize sanity is my greatest love.

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