Spirals to Insanity

by Katie McCullick   Nov 5, 2005


I'm slowly falling, in a downward spiral, into a realm of insanity. Piece by peice parts of my mind are drifting away into the calm and dark mornings of time. Sometimes I can't breath and I find myself fading and realize that this may be all I ever get so I give up. I wish I could stay with the world, the light, but I just can't seem to hold on any longer. I can't focus on being me when all I think about is you. Who are you? What have you done with the life I lived? Do you know where I am? Help me someone. Light my path back to sanity. Stop these tears from falling down like gentle yet rapid bullets hitting every part of my soul. I can't tell you whats wrong when I don't even know that myself. I don't know anything anymore. I just want things to go back to the way they were. I want to be insouciant again but I find myself dwelling on naive problems that I create. I want the feeling I got every morning when all I could think of was you. Most of all I want me. Not the girl I used to be but a new me. One that knows how to be exuberant without the dependance on others or on life in general. Care-free like a wild flower with freedom to grow where ever I please. Beautiful and elegant yet different. Not a set pattern. All are random, but fit together as a puzzle does, making a field come to life with colorful power surpassing any ordinary or average rose garden. Waiting for someone to come and pick me because I stand out to them. Will this happen? Another question unanswered. Give me the wings I need to fly away from my misery and mortifcation this world has brought upon me. We can fly together into the warm inviting sunset and dance upon the stars in galaxies far away. If this only happens in dreams then give me to time to sleep forever in your arms and never wake up from that land of enchantment. If I must awaken talk of dreams and make them reality. Until my day comes and passes I will await the future and all it has in store for me. To be sane is to embrace reality but to reject reality is to be beautiful.

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments