Bathe in madness.
Counting the stones
dropped from time.
A continuous drip,
tapping its tap,
against a
schizophrenic mind,
echoes insanity.

A beating heart
fading.
seen the sun
lately?
Dancing dark
clouds twist
aimlessly into
nothing.

Sure.
Bipolar *****,
missed sanity
again.
Read a book,
learn about
life.
Realize.
Real Lies.