Insanity, what if we went insane

What if your biggest fear was to loose touch with reality

Everything you once knew melting into oblivion and to never come back

I know you’re scared

How do you explain a tangled web of yourself to your therapist, oh the mess we formulate albielt sometimes unconsciously

We devour ourselves

And yet wonder where we where we have gone

A caricature of humanity

Hanging ourselves on the lamina of choices

Zeroes and ones

Binary oscillations

Our destinies coded into the omnipresent

To be or no to be

To exist or not

To pursue answers beyond liminal insanity bounds

A choice to detect, accept or reject

The very existence of choice

Dictates free will

Or so we would believe and feel and excuse

And imagine to be free

But always end up in the laps of our responsible making

Exactly where we are meant to be

Forsaking

Burning limbs continue

Stagnant yet progressive

The fall occurred in the realms of obsessive

Do not tell me anything of insanity I catch a whiff in the winds

And intrude on my normality

A lethal self-imposed ignorance

If I shall burn, then I shall burn like Icarus

Mesmerised and entranced by the sun

Euphorically and foolishly in love with Spirit.

~DiosRaw, Amber Victoria, 01/04/22