Ten Villanelles- Eighth
8
Who can even understand these words of insanity
I write with the feeling I'm the only one who will care
Considerations not made in selfishness or vanity
I look for some hope, but there is nothing left to see
No more special moments will we be able to share
Who can even understand these words of insanity
I search for any type of sign, but all I found was me
Alone with this tremendous burden I have to bear
Considerations not made in selfishness or vanity
Sadly I'm usually the one causing all this calamity
Forgetting to tell myself at the time I should beware
Who can even understand these words of insanity
The high tide pushes on, a vast sea of humanity
Yet I remain unable to move, stranded in nowhere
Considerations not made in selfishness or vanity
Having happiness doesn't always mean being free
To the normal train of thought, I will never compare
Who can even understand these words of insanity
Considerations not made in selfishness or vanity
Copyright © Wayland Bunch | Year Posted 2013
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