Insanity

Insanity

By Britaini Gross

 

They say you don't know when you're completely insane.

If that’s so, then how do you know when you're not?

It’s hard to admit when you’re not the same,

and my sanity is suddenly caught.

 

How can I know what’s impossible to know?

And my mind gets lost when it starts to roam.

 

They try to tell me that I'm not insane,

but funnel medicine into me like I'm sick.

"You're perfectly healthy," they claim

and then treat me like I don't quite click.

 

I say that it's them who's insane. Click.

I'm just the one they try to blame. Click.

 

 

Author's Note

Criticism is very welcomed. I can only get better :)

Reviews

[Jonathan J Sisson]

Only criticism is I think you may be missing a word in the first line.

Other than that, I really like this poem. I can understand how frustrating it can be to feel like you don't belong with the rest of the world. I also really enjoy the last two line and their ending "Clicks".

[Philip Muls]

The clicking adds some madness to it, as if it becomes all too much to bear. Your mind gets lost when it starts to roam...strong wording.

WELL DONE.

[surething]

Wow. This was great. I know and can feel your pain in this poem. I really can. I know how it is to be considered mentally unstable, and doctors pump pills into your system. It almost feels like its involuntary. You made so many great points. I absolutely loved this poem, I really did.

[Britaini Gross]

I'm so glad you enjoyed it. Thank you for your compliments.

[Quill]

i like the flow of this one, it just confirms the good old saying, an insane person thinks you are the one who is insane, but what sets the basis for sanity or insanity