Perpetuated by lingering thoughts
That haunt me night and day.
Thoughts of a madness
That have left me this way.
One cannot ponder a mind
That can't shut itself off.
The loss of sanity would be relief,
An escape from the reality that besets it.
O let this mind of mine find peace.
Let it know how to live again.
This is the curse of madness
That lingers on the ledge of reality.
hug
Kathy
Love ya!
Jane