Insanity

Look under the cushions,
Beneath the cat,
Behind the curtains,
And in an old hat.

Where could you be?
You were here yesterday.
I thought I'd be fine
If I locked you away.

Now people are staring;
I'm falling apart.
Some people are glaring;
This wasn't smart.

I lost my head
When I left it behind.
I know that I said
That it was still mine.

But sanity comes,
And sanity goes,
Alone it becomes
A thorny-spiked rose.

I'll have to catch it again,
Before I'm too late.
'Less my sanity leaves me
To my own insane fate.