"Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtasked"
I laugh at the words - kind, sweet and caring
I question, do we do justice to those words.
I think we do not, but it sure gives a thorough airing
What an illusion we've created for ourselves in order to be the "perfect " one.
Pondering on this though I realize as a wicked smile spreads across my face
Oh dear, it was just a mask we putting at a pace.
I will have to be careful, I have to keep mine locked
A Mask that others will not accept, a mask that no one should find out about.
It is resurfacing again, is it good or is it bad
"Insanity is often a shield, door, abstract thoughts, gateway, privilege, and a weapon"
Every day feels like a fluid dream of sculpting
I'm always the actor, heroic and altruistic.
But isn't that delusional and always in the process of perfecting
How a mask was not a mask but a part of me in hiding.
It stole my mind like a thief, adding dangerous new ideas
The roots of a mask that run deep within, cascading out for control.
What is insane, now I wonder
clarity, vision, insanity, and delusion is what I ponder.
I think I'll let it be In control
And see the art of destruction unfold.
Because it's a fine line between chaos and dream
A fine line between insanity and creativity slowly merging as one
Its when I realized insanity is my perfect redemption
It's the only thing keeping me sane.
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The Unruly Mind
Phi Hư CấuThis is where unruly thoughts filled with curiosity are spilled out, where my untamed thoughts are put in one place, where stains and pieces of the mind and heart are told. I hope you will be able to relate to and feel what I write. #195 in the Pers...
