I smile, without happiness, eyes dull and lifeless.
You smile back, oblivious, eyes shine with joy.
I laugh, with no amusement, my thoughts are elsewhere.
You laugh with me, humoured. You're innocent, naive. Pure.
I slow down, but time defies me, as it continues to travel.
You glance at me, confused. You're joyful, full of life, warm, normal.
I close my eyes, but I don't see the darkness
I'm as cold as ice, you, my opposite, burn like fire.
I cry out, but feel no pain. He's coming for me.
I scream in mental frustration, but it remains unheard.
He's here! He's going to---
I laugh hysterically.
'Oh hello, I'm Insane.
Well, people call me that so it must be my name.
Nice to meet you---wait are you hurt?
I didn't mean to hurt you I'm so sorry, how could I?
But I don't remember injuring you at all.
Please please please forgive me' I plead.
I look into your eyes and . . .
I laugh again, uncontrollably.
'Oh, what would the world be without laughter?'
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INSANITY (poetry)
PoetryI am as insane to the sane, as I am sane to the insane. Crazy, right? A book of short poems about being a bit psycho, inspired by Myrnin from the Morganville Vampire series. I DO NOT OWN THE COVER ARTWORK Highest rank: #830 (09/04/16)
