edges of sanity
tinged with
illusion
trying to ply me
lost in
confusion
from whence
my delusion
deposited me
briefly
beckoning lights
and yet
I resist
I strain
to free her
grip from my wrist
wiggle an squirm
wrestle
and twist…
relentlessly
pulling
I cant
break away
the tension
igniting as
I want to stay…
and now as
I break through
to sanities
side
my eyes
leak
obtusely
as I realize
the place
I’ve come
back to..
is chock full
of lies…
as sanity sucks
the tears
from my eyes
Comments
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Whirlin, whirling, the top spins out of control. What a fast paced read!
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Wowzers
Sounds like at day in my mind..chronic pains and clinical depression definitely pushed the brain to the "edge of sanity insanity"..i love the fragmented format here..works very well with the topic..Well done!!!
Love & Light
...David 
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Around and around we go. On the edge--a not so good place to be?
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dang fine ending there m'friend.
but just wipe those baby blues and face the everloving day anyway
I"m not afraid of heights, I just can't stand edges....
Great write!
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