She succumbed to madness
And never felt so free
Without the burden of sanity
An insane world
Filling her with venom
For all it's cruel irrationality
Somehow logic and reason
Failed to prevail,
Truth and beauty
Just words on a serum.
And anyone can see
There weren't a ton
Of other options.
You can go with the flow
Or swim against the tide
Or die.
Willingly and wantonly
She dropped her robe
Onto the poolside chaise
And stepped into her own delirium.
Late night conversations
And too many cigarettes
Maybe I only enjoy
What I might come to regret.
I sleep walk through my day
An anxious feeling of forgetting
Something important...
But what?
Every lesson I learn
Must be learned and learned again
Bad person, bad lover, bad friend.
I think I'm learning it wrong.
Or the lesson is too long
To properly dissect
Inspect, correct, perfect-
Maybe my attention is the defect...
Or I am just trying to deflect.
But what bother, what hassle,
To care so much for every little thing
Winter, Summer, Spring.
I only come alive in the Fall...
Of everything.
