Insanity of Mind...a poem I wrote in 2010

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Insanity of Mind


Insanity


So early I awake to the early morning light.
Why, must I get up once again to face another day, I close my eyes with all my might.



Opening my eyes again, I see my cage.
Four walls littered with clutter, charts written for cleaning, papers showing their age.



I get up walk into the bathroom, step into the shower.
Scrubbing away all the filth, using all the hot water, all the while dwelling on the bill for power-



Getting dressed I wander back to my cage, stepping out of my mind, I soon wander away.
I look around see myself out the window, my hair turns to gray.



Weighted down my chest pains, ail me much.
Disease and disability it seems are all such a crutch, I forget now, and wander out to lunch.



Doctors come and go, fascinating creatures these are, poking and prodding, nosy ones.
Clipboards in hand they look around scribble with a pen, I guess they are counting by ones.



One patient in a stall, one patient in a crawl, one patient in a bed, one patient dancing in the hall-
Look fast, look away, a doctors coming to call.



I stand up and shake my hand, introduce myself to the newest doctor in line.
This doctor smiles at me, and says, "How do you do?" and I reply just fine...



Picking up my little bag, I move down the hall, looking for my next patient.
Turning around I wonder where I must have went.



Shaking my head, I continue on my way, it is late, I wonder why.
Tossing away my clothes I find a new garment to wear, soon I will fly.



Believing myself to be a bird, I walk to the ledge, confident in my ability to fly.
Spreading my arms wide, I lift my feet from the ledge, I believe my mind, but it is a lie.



Swirling around I fall, no I fly.
Swiftly the ground comes to capture my body, that's believed the lie.



Insanity engulfs me as my soul stands up, and leaves my body behind.
Blood covers my body, as I've taken leave of my mind.



Insane, insanity, to believe a lie,
Believing I'd evolved into a bird that could fly


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Evolution compasses the world of men insanity fuels the unbelievable lies.
Laughing I walk away, knowing I'd fallen for the devils lies, I'd forgotten even to say my goodbyes.



Insane, it couldn't be me, it must not be me; someone else must have invaded my mind.
I never committed suicide, I really believed I could fly; I'd evolved into one of the flying kind...