Far deep within the impenetrable vegetation

That land in the dark continent of the psyche

Imagined importance is quietly contemplated

Sanguine beliefs of oneself hidden in thicket

Whisper delusional ideas passed off as reality

The mind of insanity such a fragile instrument

The machete of its ego cuts with utter abandon

Helter-skelter its blade is relentless in its deeds

Killing friend and foe alike with utter abandon.


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How and why does it happen y

How and why does it happen to some and not others...life and living it. It's all a mystery to me. I suppose it all has a purpose. Always a pleasure to read you, sir!

Wordman's picture

Nicely written, self

Nicely written, self explanatory and to the point. No need for slings and arrows when words work just as well.