We’re All A Little Mad Here


Tell me I am mad I will
admit I am and take this pill.
Journey to the center thrill
I am and I can be very ill.

Clearly thinking I can’t think
as I spill this vial of this ink
staring out into the vast pink
of the dawn that brings a brink.

Still I cast out my irons shackle
all that comes to me tackles
alone me here in this castle
all while just a feelings vassal.

Color me clueless I’ll riddle
all these clues propose I’ll little
be what you will play to belittle
reality for you play no fiddle.

I’ll slip away to dance you human
I want to try my best undo them
the chains I want to have inclusion
and hold onto what I choose then.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Secrets says:

    Fantastically written Jared 👏👏👏

    Liked by 1 person

    1. J.Michael says:

      Hey, thank you Bree.

      Liked by 1 person

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