Crazy

Crazy

    It’s a word that describes me.

    I say something and the people

    Laugh

    Because it’s crazy.

There’s nothing I can do to calm it down.

    It explodes inside me

    Like a ticking bomb

    It’s just waiting to burst sometimes.

    Then those damn idiots inside my

    Head (O God, why my head?)

    Set it off,

    And everything is gone;

    Blasted away in the fiery blaze.

    Everyone scatters, runs away,

    And I am left to laugh in the distance.

    The debris scatters, cries, laughs, and slowly dies.

Hell, I think I’m crazy for writing these

    Fucking notes on the paper.

    But it’s what I do.

    My bomb already went off in my brain.

    It has been rebuilt,

    Several Times,

    But it’s never built the same every time.



              -C.M.