Unspoken Parts of the Soul (A Collection of Poetry)

Insanity

"Why do they still get to you, even though they're not around? 

It's like they're the ocean and you have a boat above, 

but you willingly drown yourself now and then. 

Like they're the only name in the box you just can't find, 

and even though there are so many other names in the box, 

your day is ruined because their's just isn't there. 

You know this ride always ends the same way, 

but you keep hopping on,

  hoping that just this once it will be different. 

Is this what insanity feels like?"