Sane

Written in blood-
No
Written in ink
Written in a simple way-
Sane
Don't you think?

Write it in a way
That says it all
Write it on a ledge
And then let it fall

Makes so much sense-
No
Leave it to interpretation
No lies in sight-
Sane
Leave it to perspiration

Circling a black hole
Alone in vast space
Life goes in circles
Around my blank face

A countdown to start-
No
A countdown to end
Seconds tick, tick away-
Sane
For whom time will not bend

All the pain and darkness
Cancel with the joy and light
In a burst of neutral
That puts up no fight

Do you understand?-
No
For nor do I
Written in a simple way-
Sane
Perhaps when I die 

Life That Did Die

I'm wasting time skipping pages
Skimming through the ages
Once upon a time - the end
Once upon an enemy - a friend
Once upon a nightmare - a dream
Once upon a loner - a team

Duos that didn't
Present days gone and went
Tired eyes that rested
Free birds that nested
Seas that ran dry
Life that did die

Life that did die?
And then the question why
Five stages, feels like more
Banging on a forever shut door
Crying out to the world
Under my blanket you'll find me, in a fetal position curled

We wasted so much time
Didn't think it such a crime
Didn't think it such a waste
Didn't yet have a taste
Of a life said and done
Darling, we should have run

You can't outrun death, they say
But you can run during life, night and day
Not letting the skimmed pages pile
Making it all worth while
Running for today and tomorrow
Because if tomorrow will ever come - you don't always know 

Follow Me Down

Marks on my hands
From pens and from pain
Dreams in my head
Some even sane

Down comes the ax
To chop off forgotten plans
Down comes the water
To wash off my hands

I'm listening, promise -
Just not to you
Headphones in
Listening to something true

I'm watching, swear
Through tinted glass
Imitations seen
I guess they'll pass

They move their mouth funny
Trying to shuffle words
They're jumping high
Trying to catch birds

I cut myself with erasers
Trying not to leave stains
I stay put
Trying not to rattle the chains

Shuffling meaningful words
Into meaningless lines
Flexing random muscles
Into an expression no one minds

Unique, you know
One in a million
Cliche and old
One of a trillion

Marks on my hands
From things I don't know
Dreams in my head
On we go

Modify Me

It's too blue
Change it
It's not bad
It just doesn't fit

We're looking for something
A little more pink
That just isn't for us
Don't you think?

Oh, no, no:
It's much too hot
We're looking for more a pastel
And that's, well, not

No!  Too soft!
Too pink, too light
Maybe purple's more your style
I'm sure you can get it right

Well, now that's too purple
Perhaps make it a little gray
Almost there now
You'll get there someday

Give it one more try
We're going to love it, I know
Just a little more work
Then watch how far you'll go

I am sorry, dear
Really, it's nothing wrong with you
It's just, well . . .
We're looking for something a little more blue

Unwell

There's no method to my madness
No reason in my rhyme
You're running out of patience
And I'm running out of time

In this dance of life
I spin and I fall down
I lost my ignorance
And you lost your crown

But what do you make of me?
Who do you think I am?
You discovered a slyness
And I uncovered your sham

I swear I'm not crazy
Just a little unwell
I may have went in circles
But you're the one that fell


There's no crazy in my madness
No rhythm in my rhyme
You've lost your patience
And I'm out of time

In this dance of death
I stop and I fall down
Have you ever been ignorant?
Have you ever been made to frown?

But what am I to make of you?
Just who do you think you are?
Any method for your means
And still you didn't get far

You swear you're not crazy
But you're more than a little unwell
So I'll circle away from you
As you fall into hell