Insanity

A poem about how I perceive normality and sanity, and how I write use strangeness and insanity as fuel for my writing.

Insanity

A feeling of absolute everything

All thoughts flow through me 

All at once

Thousands 

Millions

On a good day

All thoughts per second

Insanity is my sanity

It is inexhaustible ideas from within my mind

Endless bookshelves and file cabinets

All within my mind

All containing endless stories that I have done

Ideas flow freely

Like a river

Inexhaustible

Until death

Which hopefully is a long ways away

Sanity

Normality

They are all strange and distant to me

Being normal is something I thought I wanted

But not now

Never

Normality and sanity are overrated

Insanity and strangeness are the way for me

They keep my supplier of stories inexhaustible

Insanity is my sanity

Strangeness is my normal

And I am content with all that

I am content with insanity

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Well, there is something to be said for mania. You can get al lot of things done. The attendant exhaustion and possibly depression do tend to put a damper on things, though. By the way, what does "Inesghstable" mean?

[prymore]

Huh, well that would be a misspelling of inexhaustible, thought I got all of the mistakes out, but apparently not, thanks for pointing that out, and for reviewing. :)

[Audie G. Couch]

Outstanding, and intuitive. This poem shows a part of who you are as an individual, and I like it.
Great work. Thanks for sharing =-)

[prymore]

Thank you for reviewing. :)