Point of View
Slightly insane
In a place so bizarre
But no one in this world
Has really gone far
Without stepping outside their own mental box
By Following the rabbit or chasing the fox
How resplendently resonant in my head is the scene
A soft warm meadow
And a night sky that gleams
I'm out of my wits
My heads not screwed on right
As I lay in the grass and look up at the night
And wish I were there
Someplace else where
Where there's no one to judge you
And everything's fair
Over the hills And far away
Where fears detach And break away
Where footsteps fall But do not change
And strangers there Are never strange
Where rain pours up And sun falls down
Where dreams aren't dreams
And love is found
And I think to myself
What is sanity
Is it a measurement of our humanity
Is it how someone sees our world in a different way
Or how many times we fight in a day
So many important unanswered questions
Why I'm here
Why I'm stitched together by imperfections
What is the meaning of life
Is it to try to be happy
Or maybe to help those all around
We could look forever
But the answer won't be found
So I stay laying down
Under the shimmering sky
And think about life as it is
And why it hurts to say goodbye
People find something to fill The empty black abyss
that everyone enters with death itself
Thinking that maybe on the other side there's bliss
But were all just another dusty book on the shelf
Because no one knows what's at the end of this long winding road
No matter how many books we've read or how many stories we've been told
Copyright © Autumn Madeline | Year Posted 2016
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