Sanity

You can live without it of course and sometimes

It’s probably preferable, given the state of the world

But mostly one seeks it out, tries to find where

It’s hiding – oh, and it does hide at times, it does

Just when you think you can’t stand another moment

You have stepped off the curb for the last time

There will be no coming back from the dark place

You have set off for this time and you are sure of that

You hear, as sailors hear, the siren song of sanity

It’s a sweet melody and it sounds like an angelic choir

At first you think you are imagining things, you do, after all

Have one foot over the edge of the abyss and are ready

 

 To jump free, leave every bit of reason and logic behind

When something calls you back, makes you hesitate

Has you questioning your actions and realizing that you

Are not after all, so far gone that you cannot be saved

It’s the hesitation that gets you – every time, that pause

That keeps you from going fully nuts and you know it’s really

A good thing but there’s a part of you that wishes you could

Just let go and be gone; not the sane part, but you know ...