Insanity
Sometimes the thoughts, they overwhelm me,
Running through my very veins, threatening to take over.
Does anyone notice? Does anyone care?
Sometimes I'm dancing on a platform high in the bright yellow sun,
Laughing with the birds that fly by, twirling in the gentle breeze.
I am happy.
More and more, I am drowning in a churning whirlpool of black.
I struggle to reach the surface, hoping I can breathe.
The tides, they slowly strangle me.
I am alone.
I gently tread on the glass protecting me from insanity,
Trying to choose the safest path, with the fewest cracks
Hoping to make it safely across
Hoping I don't fall through.