INTICEMENT
The doorway to insanity lies open, waiting, wide for me.
Even when it’s locked up tight, I always have a key.
Should I stay out or go through it again?
Someone has ripped from me my lover, with a grin.
He’s relocked my cage and cut it in half;
Took away all my toys now stands here to laugh.
Through that wide open door, I know just what I’ll find.
Familiar comfort, that’s empty. Leave reality behind.
If I float through it once more, will I find my way back?
Maybe find another door, walk down a different track?
Will the road be as haunted as the many times before?
The current strong, warm, comfortable flows through that open door.
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