Color Me Insane

I have to take my pill tonight. It does not want to go down. It does not want to see me sane. It wants my balloons to pop And my colors to cascade Off of my walls And from my eyes. Shades that you’ve never seen before. I’ll tell you stories of a lore In which I dwelled Not long ago But, it was “Once upon a time.” It shouldn’t have existed. But in time, It took hold of me. A fantasy beyond what the mind can see. A garden of places you’ll never be. A blindfold Of mystery. There was a girl that held the stars. And a demon that held her heart. That drove her to live in a cage, Which he held in the palm of the dark. And she shined, But resided in A colorless mess Of wandering, And now I am here Because of them. The lore of a Bird in a Cage. I’m sure you can see It caged me too. I’m all over the place. I want to escape. And have a petting zoo, And a pool of tea, And a jar of dreams, And a cup of you, Deep breath. For this is why I take these pills. They do not want to go down. They do not want to see me sane.