My slip into Insanity As slow as it may seem Is like monogamous profanity Directed right at me... At times it seems erotic When I can't feel the pain Of this self induced narcotic Which has left me to explain... Why question reality To prove I'm not insane When in fact it's my morality That will finally choose my name... This never ending battle A struggle deep within Is challenging my psyche Just to see which side will win... But who's to say that sanity Is not its evil twin When worn like selfish vanity There’s no difference...why pretend?
