On The Road to Insanity.
After reviewing me and my case files carefully
And making new decisions very deliberately.
A conclusion is that possibly in all probability.
They have all discussed every conceivability
Everyone now appears to agree collectively
Little me could well be on the road to insanity.
The demons talking tormenting inside of me.
Madness is all around I can see it very vividly.
Darkness that stirs the mind almost nightly
Numbed to the crimes of natural insensitivity.
The painful calls drowning in such familiarity.
Voices are not something that is new to me.
Twisting devil thoughts which appear so comfy
The stark craziness is my newfound security.
I no longer have to live in blinkered obscurity.
I have completed my sessions at my therapy.
They manipulate the questions so deceitfully
They always tell me not to act so defensively.
We need to get to the root of all the negativity.
Then work hard to transform it into positivity.
I have to accept some kind of accountability.
As they say after all my life is my responsibility
So, I can live what the therapist calls normality.
They understand with me you get what you see.
No pretence anymore just old hard core honesty.
I admit, it is so true I have created my own fantasy.
That deep inside of me I am always so very happy.
If truth is told nothing could be further from reality.
I know I am a long way down the road to insanity.
No worries, I believe it has always been my destiny.
Tobani April 2025.