My Escape Route

I am on an Isolated Airline flight, 747 sitting in first class with my carry-on bag Looking out the window Viewing the horizon Seeing patches of clouds In the blue sky I am on my way to a town called Insanity To fill my brain with peaceful thoughts So I won’t go insane Police can’t haul me to the Garden pavilion Too bad I’m not at ease Insanity wraps me in its clutch Dark clouds of stress overwhelm Negative energy infects my being A man with a badge approaches with a word The Marshal grabbed and positioned me on the floor Cold rustic steel cuffs clasp around my wrists My mind is intertwined and lost everything is unreasonable To the garden pavilion, I go A woman in blue drags me to an isolated room I’m free at last but still, a white lockable Jacket holds me I am so sedated all I see are clouds above me hearing voices inside my head Feeling bugs crawling inside me Seeing cows up in the blue sky jumping over green orange yellow thunderbolt clouds I don’t know where I am I am so delusional Somebody is watching me Oh please anyone help me!! I think I’m going schizo I need to ingest a bottle of tranquilizers So I can leave this world