Sanity Poems

Sanity Isn't Yours To Define

You call me villain, cold and cruel,  
Yet I’ve done nothing but breathe and endure.  
I walk alone, not to isolate—  
But to escape the sting of your quiet war.  

You don’t scream, you don’t strike,  
But your silence cuts deeper than knives.  
You dress your disdain in concern,

There Is Sanity

There is sanity 
In my madness, 
If only it could be found, 
For you’ll find 
My ravings if unravelled, 
Are actually quite profound.

Killick Dream Threads

For you, I carry heavy issues difficult to bear;
varied themes with bleary depths as carved by you.
You want me to dismiss all darkness you name light,
to secure your pride’s weight in my ocean of shame
and declare aloud your behooved truths are priceless.
There are no limits to all that you diminish
in me when holding me immobile

A Place Of Sanity Sought

When the mind stops, blank without thought,
It goes to a place of sanity sought.
For sanity is to chaos’ distain,
That place where silence and calm are gain.

It’s from this place of quiet and calm,
That peace can bring a healing balm.
As soothing as a soft cool breeze,
This time of peace will surely please.

It’s here when lavished in

Do You Value Your Sanity

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1. "It's Not all about you"
      Telling one that line puts them on defense
       and quickly they will launch their offense
       Their sense of self-importance is

Mirage of Sanity

I never said I was sane. I didn’t claim perfection no, I lean more towards distain. Compare, internalize, never share. Crazy, imperfect thoughts run everywhere but never straight. They don’t play the sane part long enough to call fun, so I can enjoy a day without feeling emotionally imprisoned. Sanity is not a noun that

Want What We Wish

Will the tears ever dry?
When wrong wishes wreck what we want,
Still, each day we must try,
Featherfins flee from feral fish,
Known for never bein' shy.
Strength still same, sanity stays sane.

So we're still full of grace
Gentle giants give grander goals.
Though failure leaves no trace,
Because best buddies brin' business—
No regrets in our case.
Done deals don't destroy destinies.

Can hate

Mid-age and Crazy

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Stranger in the Attic

Silently, stealthily, slowly
He strolled with great care
So as to avoid the floorboard
That would squeak 
And seal his fate

Smiling, sweating, successful
He slid past the enemy
That could terminate
The solace he sought
And savored

Sulking, seething, sitting
He swallowed day old soup
And dreamt of caviar
That could soothe his craving
And his sanity

Softly, safely, soberly
He slipped into serenity
Without a struggle
Into the shelter of

On Earth Can Sanity Ever Prevail

It is really a veritable question of our time,
In fact - of all times,
on this once beautiful
molten rock with sea and sand,
We so avidly call our home
Paradoxical fearlessness
albeit so sublime, created by the dark force’s evil hidden hand, 
That might only remain a vision,
Inherited to us in trust,
Yet neglected from addiction to,
Their indoctrinated pathetic lust,

Sanity at Last

Sanity is in fact the default setting
When dust settles
And dawn rises on a new day
Sober minds and eyes
Waking to see what needs being done
The hard and often dirty work of life
And not the wishful wistful dreams
Of hope and change

(11/7/24)

The Trails of Sanity

The Trails of Sanity

Why do I care if the disturber carries on
Why is it I cannot just wait it out, bide my time
Be more mindful, try and bond
Embrace what I don’t understand
Welcome the scorching taste in my mouth
I wait, I watch, and watch and wait
what seems a millennium
The afterglow of embers still burn
Just sit tight…
The

Disease of Sanity

The congregation of passportology
Is an overwhelming majority
Don’t know much of my geneology 
Even don’t belong to minority 
But anyone can attach me of course
To the less equal nation in Orwellian sense 
For that mental trick I must feel some remorse
Must believe in the depth of offence
But I must be a little madder
To take this to

I Hear

I hear you may be leaving.
No question does it pose.
My heart stirs not to grieving.
I can pluck another rose.
For if for friend or sanity,
'Tis the latter that I chose.
Please check the front yard lawn.
That's where you'll find your clothes.

Sanity fair

Oh
That's  strange
Shh quiet 
Internal system
Do you all hear that
Does it sound or seem like she 
Is at peace today
Quick
Someone do something
Make her think
Of anything
To disturb and irritate
Her serene state
Quick hippocampus 
Flash a memory 
Of the most 
Painful moment
You hold of hers in 
Her safe
Hey, Heart
Make her feel 
Like she can't breathe
With every beat you

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