They will never get me mended
put back together again – not completely!
I’ve tried, been to hell and back
and all roads in between that thing
they call reality.
Not sure how,
why or when the wheels
first mounted the pavement.
If honest, I cannot even be troubled
to think about it anymore.
What is there to be gained from being sane?
I’m still me – in name at least.
I pay the bills; feed those who need to be fed
still cry in all the immoral places.
Left is left – right is right
Day is light, and night is – completely dark!
April 6th 2015