THE ART OF INSANITY

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Can I paint you?

In all the colours of crazy,

when I am writing

in the dark.

Because sometimes,

all I see is grey,

lost in a sea of grey

isolation and outlines

of your faraway face.

Black oil on brain canvas

subscribes numbness,

my thoughts are puddles of paint,

smudgy

they all like to walk

in puddles.

I am waiting

to forget,

Another sometimes moment,

concentrating on breathing

and your face,

inside the crazy landscape

of my mind.

Watercolour tears

stain my face,

wake up, you say

and I open my eyes,

we will paint the world,

in all the colours of crazy

as I remember

how to forget.