What if you’re not crazy? What if you are hearing those voices exactly how your mind interprets them to be? What if that laughter piercing through your eardrums isn’t as jovial as you believed, Far from any kind of unison with yours?
What then? Do you proceed to spark war between yourself and others you want to love? Or, Do you let it go? And, Disappear into a sunset while shadowed by fluffy clouds and a family of doves? Vanish far within a horizon where you’re not catechized by doubts you have no business paying mind to?
Maybe, You ought to let it go, And, Allow truth to unfold, As others trip and fall by the sorrow they fail to console, Within themselves. If games they shall play, By trial and error they shall learnas their inner-children lay trapped in a cage while shouting, And shouting! For help. Help you chose to receive. After all, What goes unpunished aren’t good deeds, But, A guilty conscious that is always found to be asleep…
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