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You think I'm crazy.

I think I'm not.

You think you're sane.

How can you be sane

When I think you're not?

I think I'm sane,

or have you forgot?

Or is it that your crazy

is a lot different than mine?

Or maybe were both crazy

because we both thought it too?

Has it come down to this:

who has the better opinion?

My thought shall surely win,

don't you think? Or think not?

Has it come down to this:

who defined the word crazy

and why is it's definition so broad?

Why does there opinion dictate

who's sane and who's really not?

Perhaps they were really insane.

Or maybe sane by there own definition.

Who really knows?

Who is crazy and who is not?

Everything.

Yes, I've tried it all.

Everything, yet nothing worthwhile.

You see, I've tried it all

but failed.

You see, I did everything

all over again.

Ask me, I did everything

with no regrets.

I'm glad, you see

with everything.

Yes, I did it.

Not right this moment,

but I'd do it again.

Yet, I fail.

I crawled into night

Shining, raining armor.

You crawled in right behind

Stumbling, weeping, falling.

The beast crawled out of you

Sturdy, standing tall.

I reach out to you but

the beast grabbed me

stabbing- a serrated edge.



No one shed a single tear

when we slid back into

the black indigo abyss.