Grasping on to Sanity

This is how i felt last week

I find it hard to keep sanity

When all around is deranged

thoughts scream across my mind

as I wonder if I am delusional

The feeling of being crazy

and everyone looking at me as if I am.

They don't live in my shoes, they don't know how I feel

No one ever could.

Maybe I am crazy, but then again maybe i'm not

In a trance i feel

alone and terrified.

Are they going to come back everynight

and wake me with their touch?

As i see nothing, but feel their presence

and hear their fading whispers.

Will i scream bloody murder

In the middle of the night - at the fear

of being possesed and evil?

Am I crazy or am I not?

my mind does not feel as my own.

Who am I? I don't think

Anyone can hear me.

Alone I sit, but then again

That's what you would see . . .

Reviews

[Jeff Miller]

aye mate good job