Her outbursts of deafening laughter
Bounced and hurled around
Her 'special' white room
As she rocked back and forth
Hitting the soft pillow like walls
Making the sleeves of her too tight jacket
Move with a similar rhythmic motion
But what stood out the most were her eyes
Even though they sometimes were hidden
By her untamed mass of dirt brown hair
Her bright midnight blue eyes shine brightly
She did not see the white room
Nor did she feel the suffocating pressure of the room
Instead she saw and felt a soft field of green grass
And a little black kitten with amber eyes
That would bat at a delicate butterfly
That carried the starry sky upon its blue wings
She felt the cool spring breeze and gazed
At the quickly fading sunset
That sprouted colors you could never captured
Even she, herself knew that she was crazy
But she no longer cared
She no longer wished to try and grasp
The flimsy string that connected people to reality
And all that came with it
Despite that she was crazy
And no one would ever believe her
When she tried to tell people
About the magnificent wonder she had found
She was finally, after all the pain
All of the struggle, all the constant hurt
And all the loss, she was finally at peace
She was absolutely insane
But she was finally free
My best friend and I have pondered insanity a lot, and we have come to the conclusion that it is legit better than sanity.
I totally agree. Me and my friends did the same!!!
Lol!! That's crazy!! Haha, see what I did there? ; )
i totally see what you did there.... We decided that if there would be an insane apocalypse, we would be the ones to start it... Wanna join??
Welcome to the group of insanitah!!
Hehehe, this shall be fun.
Wow. I have to say, this is one of my favorite pieces of yours. The way it flows and the word choice fit nicely together ^^
i have an aunt that i really love going through a mental disorder and i hope she is okay and this makes me feel a little more sure that she will be okay. so, thank you
I love the line about the buttefly thatcarries the stars
Your work is lovely...
Its better to be free than to be trapped in reality c;
this was a good piece. i enjoyed reading it and being in the mind of the insane, it seems so nice there.
Nicely written, kiddo - you've done a great job with this one...
Interesting concept and execution. I do believe that 'outbursts' is one word, though.
Thank you and I'll fix that, thank you for the help
It's beautiful and just wonderful and makes me sort of jealous of insanity