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Insanity, They say it’s when a person goes crazy, When a person loses their mind. They’re right in saying that, But is that the full answer? Insanity, It is when a person loses their mind, Their personality, The essence that makes them who they are. That is the true meaning of the word, Insanity. I wonder, am I insane? I look down at my hands, Unrecognizable to me. I look down at my legs and feet, Unrecognizable to me. Insanity, It calls out to me, leading me to a mirror. I look into my own eyes, Or what seem to be my own. Are they still mine? Insanity, Causing my mind to slip away, My personality fading. I close my eyes, Regretting my choice. Insanity, It paints a picture in my mind. I’m standing there, A river to my front, A chest to my side. Insanity, Pushes me to open the chest. My issues, the problems in my life flowing out, Now pushing me closer to the river. I feel a strong sense of Insanity now. A bridge appears as my issues draw me closer to the river. Insanity, Waits on the other side, Separated by the river, A bridge, my only way across to, Insanity. Do I cross? I take one step, My body feels a weird sensation, I plant both feet on the bridge. Insanity, It rushes through me and I felt it. I also feel me slipping away. Do I still cross? I can feel my body welcome, Insanity, But am I really insane?
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Mar 30, 2016
Mar 30, 2016 at 4:47 PM UTC
Insanity
Insanity, They say it’s when a person goes crazy, When a person loses their mind. They’re right in saying that, But is that the full answer? Insanity, It is when a person loses their mind, Their personality, The essence that makes them who they are. That is the true meaning of the word, Insanity. I wonder, am I insane? I look down at my hands, Unrecognizable to me. I look down at my legs and feet, Unrecognizable to me. Insanity, It calls out to me, leading me to a mirror. I look into my own eyes, Or what seem to be my own. Are they still mine? Insanity, Causing my mind to slip away, My personality fading. I close my eyes, Regretting my choice. Insanity, It paints a picture in my mind. I’m standing there, A river to my front, A chest to my side. Insanity, Pushes me to open the chest. My issues, the problems in my life flowing out, Now pushing me closer to the river. I feel a strong sense of Insanity now. A bridge appears as my issues draw me closer to the river. Insanity, Waits on the other side, Separated by the river, A bridge, my only way across to, Insanity. Do I cross? I take one step, My body feels a weird sensation, I plant both feet on the bridge. Insanity, It rushes through me and I felt it. I also feel me slipping away. Do I still cross? I can feel my body welcome, Insanity, But am I really insane?
#insane#contemplation#confusion#whoami
Jay-the-dreamer
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Jay-the-dreamer
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Mar 30, 2016
Mar 30, 2016 at 4:47 PM UTC
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