A Poem a Day

A poem a day Will keep the psychiatrist away And the dudes from the asylum From knocking at my door A poem a day Will keep me sane Hanging on a thread Halfway between normality And something more severe than Insanity A poem a day Will (hopefully) Keep me from cracking Keep me smiling Or from crying. But no laughing If I do open my mouth to chortle To bellow or giggle Chances are, I may never stop And then you will know that I Have (officially) Lost it. A poem a day Should be enough to save This fragile mind From shattering From the inside out. A poem a day Will keep me pretty occupied Will fix my mind On things less painful Than the obvious That I (undoubtedly) Have Lost It.