Sanity

Do I dare
question it?
Second guess
my own mind

Subject myself to
the scrutiny of another
Examine the soundness
of my own reason

I am certain
At least
Last I checked
That all was well
is well

Why would I
Consider
That I’m not
Myself

Well I know
It all began
With a dream

This process
Of prose
And emotional
Spillage

This torrent
Of lyrics
And verse
Expression
Of love for another
Wonderful
Magnificent
Being

I am sane
Sound
In judgment
Sure of self

Desirous of love
Nothing weird
About that

Except
Love brings
About its
Own definition
Of madness
Maybe
I am
Crazy
After all

© Chaile Divine, 2008
July 5