"what Do I Do About Sanity"
Mangled legs and broken arms.
Does not kill you so whats the harm.
But my mind is slipping.
What do I do?
I've got away with body unharmed.
I will though carry scars.
But the walls of my sanity are chipping.
What do I do?
I cant bear it no more.
I find life to be a bore.
But I think I am dying.
What do I do?
Copyright © Josh Nipper | Year Posted 2010
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