Insanity lied

A poem where I decided not to let insanity take place of my wife.

INSANITY WHY?!
Do you insist on
Embracing me as though
That's what you're
Supposed to do?!
You lead me in a
Malevolent fashion,
To believe that there is
Comfort in allowing you
To bathe me in your false glow?

Well insanity...
I need you to listen and,
Hear with un-muddied ears;
Focus on the words that pour
Fluidly from my bent mind.
In your embrace,
I have searched for solace
From a world cold and cruel.
But, your bosom wasn't warm.
You aren't comforting, and
Definitely do nothing
To ease my pain.

Every time, in you I confide,
I find myself
Roaring forth in a stentorian cry
That dissolves all matter,
Down to a quantum level,
For when a soul weeps
The sound is not
Of this realm and
Would shatter every eardrum
Within 100 miles.

Insanity, you are NOT!!
My f*****g friend!
You are not the best for me!!
You led me astray
In more than one way,
And whispered in my ear,
The nonsense that I hear
That drives this man, mad.
Drilling in my mind,
A paranoia so profound That,
Rather than to speak of it,
I bottle and cork that s**t
In an act of rebellion.
I DEFY YOU STARS!!
I DEFY YOU MOON!!

I defy you healthy means of
The suspension from this...
Emotional retention,
As my mind soars and reels,
There's more than I can mention,
From feelings I think I don't feel
To craziness locking my soul,
In an emotional detention!!

F**K YOU INSANITY!!
You lied to me and booted me hard
To the edge of a bottomless void of eternity.
The only stop known during the descent,
Is upon the release of my final breath,
And when I smack with a thud,
It's cause I'm no more.

ALL THE WHILE YOU F**K!!!
In the endless descent,
A sore realization of the ignorance preached by YOU!!
YOU!!! you f*****g convinced me of!!

I should've accepted the embrace
Of the one I truly needed.
Insanity you son of a bitching b*****d!!
Denied me of the only
Comfort I've ever truly felt!!

I f*****g defy you, and deny you,
And curse you insanity,
You cruel f*****g mistress,
For turning me away from the
Purest warmth, radiated,
Soft as silk bosom where I truly belong!!

But, guess what f**k head?!
This is me.
In truest of form letting you know,
As I turn my back to the edge of the void,
Since regaining my balance.
These are my hands,
Middle fingers fully extended
Without looking back.

I see past your forked tongue poison!!
Because, whispering in my other ear
All along,
Was the voice of an Angel.
Her purest melody
Stabbed your screech with
The double edged sword of unconditional love.

So, check this out, sanity slayer.
Fool me once, shame on you...
Fool me twice, shame on me...
Fool me again? Guess what?
I guess I'm crazy since,
The definition of crazy is,
Doing the same thing,
Time and again and
Expecting different results.. Touche..

But listen good and hard you s**t,
For I'll say it only once.
One voice rings louder,
Purer, more fluid and flawless than yours.
That of my Saint of a Wife.
Because of you, un-sound mind...
I almost lost forever
The only person for whom,
I truly desire to better myself.
You caused to cut with cruel disregard,
The heart from my chest.

And, when I drew back
For a fast ball pitch....
"I"...
With force,
Arm thrust forward, in a pitcher's stance...
"Love"...
And a fraction of a second
From release...
"You", fluidly into my ear canal...

And, with the inertia
From my almost pitch,
Gripping tight my reason for life,
The purpose for my next breath,
I crumble in a heap,
To the ground.

And, guess what?
As I lay prone,
Sobbing like a newborn baby,
That just lost his first born
The day after his Grandmother died,
Guess who was there,
Comforting this broke down palace
In an Angel's, warm embrace?
My soul mate.
My Queen of a Wife.
The very heart I was a minuscule fraction
Of a second, from throwing away.

So, insanity.
The last attention I will
Ever afford you, is this.
My eyes are open...
(to her purity)
My ears are clear...
(receiving her voice, so pure)
And my heart back in place,
With my soul revived,
By a love you could never provide.
F**k off insanity.
F**k off.

Author's Note

Brutal honest critiques, please?

Reviews

[Mockingbird]

a passionate diatribe. insanity does break people apart from their loved ones. this also gives a glimpse of what is going on in your mind. it's like an exorcism of the devil which is insanity the way you address it and curse it. and in the end love prevails. excellent job.