I Accept My Madness

I Accept My Madness

I accept my madness,

Self created miserly bliss

I accept it.

 

I’m that raven swimming on the mountains

I’m that fish egg hatching like the fountains

I am me.

Yet in my stark madness am I still sane.

I forget and forgive every fresh strain of pain.

Like the insane.

I revolve around the world I know

As I see people pull their hair.

They are afraid.

 

Their minds are rigid and will not change

So they cannot accept anything so amazingly strange.

Thus rejecting acceptation.

 

I like my mind; it is both upstream and downstream

It twists and contorts and fits like a dream.

There’s no way out.

 

And I’m not complaining as I’m in my happy place

Here I’m madly sane with a cherubic face.

I love it.

 

There’s no door or window, it’s my palatial prison

Where every night I bathe in the rays of the midnight sun,

Drinking in unreal magic.