Making Amends With the Inner Demons

Simply calling me crazy Would be nothing short of ignorant And so much more than lazy ‘Cause it’s deeper than that When my demons aren’t freely Beating up or running up A costly fee on my mind They’ve got a special place to sleep in the back And just when I think I’ve out-thought them They repeatedly prove That it was me I made a fool of As what I think I've fixed is shattered And the clouds begin to gather Making lightning bolts of pain Followed closely by a thunder That'll drown out even rain And just as I begin to think That this storm could be a cool one They get bored and start a hurri- cane the way they hoola- Hoop with my medulla And overload my frontal lobe Creating a reaction within My cranium that's a Lot like splitting a uranium atom Feels like my brain is gaining weight And as the load upon my shoulders Quickly, steadily grows Until I think my head’ll explode And try to think of an escape Suddenly just as fast as It came on it passes Like an overfed fire That just as quickly as it catches Burns itself into ashes It's either burning or it's cold No middle ground It's either up or it's low I call it a calming panic But have heard doctors call it manic Sometimes it’s dark as any blackness Sometimes blindingly it flashes I’ve learned to just let it go Don't dam the river, let it flow And ride the wave until it crashes Ride the line between careless And just barely careful enough To not get bit by a shark Let all the thoughts - The good, the bad, and the insane, The glue as well that which rips me apart The worst of it won't see the day I might have to think with my head But I still live with my heart.