crazi ness

11 Feb

storm clouds gather

inside a brightly lit room

filled with a highly combustible gas

called crazi ness

it can cause me to see danger

where there is safety

and enemies

where there are friends

crazi ness can transform a soft caress

and make it prickly

smooth silk becomes sandpaper

and words spoken can become knives

when heard through the storm of crazi ness

i want to run

i want to escape

close every door

and keep everyone out

alone with my crazi ness

alone with my courage

to see past the distortion

the pain of imaginary wars

to know my crazi ness for what it is

and go out into the light of the day

leaving that crazi ness deep in darkness

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