i have heard of many sane people
who become isolated somehow
trapped
captured
imprisoned
stranded
who spend too much time
in solitude and go completely
and irreversibly
mad
Ive spent too much thinking lately
and have realized that maybe
its not the alone that kills you
steals your mind
its all the words
we all have so much to say
too many words
trapped in our heads
and with no way to release them
to pass them along to others
they pile up in our minds
like water filling a balloon
but a balloon can only take so
much water
before it bursts into
a million
tiny
pieces
leaving behind
useless scraps
of rubber
unsalvageable
maybe thats why lonely people
sad people
mad people
who don’t talk enough
who have no one to listen
have slashes across their wrists
and bang their heads against the walls
to try to
relieve
the pressure