The Paradox of Insanity
The Paradox of Insanity
O my worst fear that I wish to expel,
A masterpiece refuse all to accept.
The hidden pain that I so well dispel
Old losses reminiscing I’m inept.
“Why not you read my work?” I ask of you.
The sad belligerence of negligence
With no acknowledgement they part, “Adieu”
The mind’s a marvel of omnipotence.
My indecision finally resolved,
For naught reflecting my insanity.
Oh that which wishes to be left unsolved
But say, what is this inhumanity?
The paradox of this I will dare share:
Insanity’s the sanest thing I bear.
This poem is about:
Me