The necessity of Sanity

January 14, 2016

I will not speak

the words I think.

This is the key,

to the necessity of sanity.

Words unspoken,

Yet thoughts full of life;

It all seems surreal,

It doesn't seem right.

Warm feelings,

but cold thoughts

holding them back,

let go, I cannot.

My lips may never

speak words I do think,

and I will keep it inside,

my thoughts beyond unique.

I can feel it inside.

My heart racing fast,

Have i let my thoughts go?

I must take them back.

Trapped inside,

this vivid bad dream;

my spoken words,

my feelings surely seen.

So must I ask,

Don't you hear what I speak?

My thoughts are all spoken.

I've broken free of sanity.

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