Sanity Takes a Heart

I'm sick over this guy whom it seems will never be mine.

I’m sick,

So sick,

And it goes beyond an illness

I don’t tell them about you

About my longing for you

They’d probably have me committed

Straight jacket, padded white walls and all.

But someone needs to know

That I am so alone

And you were like that good song

The one that inspired me to move

To live,

To love,

To think,

To grow.

You were my bible

For so long

I thought you turned the world

Hell, maybe you do.

 

Or maybe I’ve lost my mind

And what was left of my sanity

Maybe I’m already committed

And this loneliness is the padded cell.

 

So, what the hell.

 

Since I’m already crazy

I’ll continue my crusade

 

I'll continue to write poems for you

One for every day

And when I think I’m over you

I’ll pull up that picture I keep hidden

 

And you’ll inspire me to write some more

 

And I’ll go crazy like the best damn poets always seem to do~