Walking insanity in hospital aisles for many miles,
counting the floor, many cracks and tiles.
Disassociation has been for me a survival tool,
not even knowing that bi-polar in my mind did rule.
Never have wanted anyone to know that I was truly mad,
I hid in many of aisles so no one would see, so very sad.
Paranoia for me that anyone would truly know my mind,
there is an extreme amount of insanity within I do find.
Thank God I now know this is just a fractional part of me,
miles of madness with insanity this I try to accept and truly see.
Written by: Kelle Marie Stavron













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