The Drum Of Insanity

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2005

Insanity is beautiful in theory

Nothing goes right or wrong

But insanity in practise

is a road seeming five seconds

is more forever long



I wish you had my heart for a while

you have it don't get me wrong,

But I wish you could feel it's beatings

The drum of insanity's timeless song



My heart does not beat for the

Explanations man's sciences give

It does not beat to pump my blood,

allowing me to live



It doesn't simply pump blood

It doesn't beat as other hearts do

it BEATS and it gets beaten hard

and it solely beats for you.



You don't see it.

If you did, you wouldn't care

I don't care for it much, either

as long as you are there

to keep beating my sore heart

I'm addicted to the pain

Of the insanity that plays its part

you and your mind-play games.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

When you can relate to this poem, and think that your heart beats for someone else completely and you're convinced that it's not just and organ... You're insane.

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