The Tug

There's no need for you to worry
No need for you to fret 
I've been to see the doctor 
And he says I'm not a threat 

He says that I'm not dangerous
And I will be okay
And that the voices in my head
Will one day go away

If unhinged were bottle rockets
I might light up the night sky
I could snap at any moment
But I promise not to bite

Don't be nervous I'm not contagious
Though I'm not a betting man
My mind's just on hiatus
Out building castles in the sand

So you see there's no need to worry
Or call the authorities 
But if non compos mentis came in Slurpees 
I'm pretty sure my brain would freeze

Perhaps I see things differently
Than the normal side of town
Doesn't mean I'm pushing crazy
I'm just tugging on its hand
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Breidenthal Avatar
December 28, 2016 at 8:25 AM
Wow! This one is witty and some humor, but also so creative. Wow.. (: Great job~ ^_^ JWE
Hoffman Avatar
December 27, 2016 at 8:14 AM
Lol, non compos mentis; good one Mike! (Had to look that up btw!) Also the line of your mind out building sand castles in the sand, very funny!:)
Hauser  Avatar
December 27, 2016 at 8:20 AM
I had to look it up too! Thank you Google!
Sands Avatar
December 27, 2016 at 7:30 AM
Good one Mike! lol :)
Hauser  Avatar
December 27, 2016 at 8:21 AM
Lol! Thanks!
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