Stir Crazy

One flew over the cuckoo's nest, No need to wear my Sunday best. As I lie here staring at the ceiling, Devoid of any sense of feeling. I feel I'm not in one's right mind! These thoughts so deep are hard to find. Although I'd like to scream and shout, Just to find a way to work things out. My head is filled with much frustration, Whilst feeling loss from affirmation. Removed within a sense of grief, All reasoning gone in disbelief. Thought's spinning like never before. No escape from this revolving door! When will this madness ever stop? These waves of feelings are non-stop! With so much time to sit and dwell, Why am I going through this hell? Perception that is full of doubt, Whilst asking, what's this all about? A prisoner not committed crime, I've climbed these walls a thousand times. With feelings that I can't get straight, Whilst hoping that it's not too late! Why must things feel they are so surreal? No answers to the way I feel. A ticking bomb inside my head, As I lay here in this hospital bed. Thoughts drift like clouds through my mind's door, Why is it filled with pain I must endure? With each twisted thought, a tear is shed, As I live with hope from love, that's spread. I will defy all logic, wait and see, I won't be a slave to this recovery. Although my cancer's at stage four, I'm gonna kick this cancer to the floor!