I thought I have gotten over my insanity.
But it seems that it is the only thing
that keeps me grounded.
I know it's a bit strange to say that,
but the thing is, it is the only thing
that never left me.
And instead of hating it,
I slowly came to like it;
like it to the point
that I don't want to part with it,
because when I do,
I will unravel.
I'll die emotionally.
And I won't be able
get back from it.