Joseph Cross - Insanity

Slowly turning on a dime,
Rushing madly through space and time.
Falling through water, walking on air,
This is my life and my despair.
Insanely blinded by my rage,
Trapped within a barless cage.
Lost in thoughts and shadowed doubts,
Hearing only silent shouts.
Captured in the devil's hand,
Sanctuary is my demand.
What do you mean crazy? I'm perfectly fine.
By the way, have you seen my mind?

Joseph Cross

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