Set the Sanity free

 

SET ME FREE

 

 

I have found my North Star and lost it again;

Ran with the wolves in the meantime and thought that self matters,

Just to find out that madness was never too far away.

 

The madness of feeling too much,

Being too much.

Too much matter,

too much mass ….. too much.

 

Alien, inboorling….

 

Do we all carry such dark and heavy fears?

At times I feel so utterly alone, so isolated.

I don’t belong in this body, in this mind …. In this world.

I tell no one of checking out,

I feel in any case like I’m just fading away.

 

How can you sleep whilst my pain is so palpable?

Do you not feel my soul’s torment?

Do you not sense my madness?

Come comfort me, soothe my pain, set my soul free,

Understand my madness and PLEASE just love me as I am!

 

I think I’m mad for feeling a dying animal’s pain.

For sometimes thinking I hear the angels laugh or cry.

For feeling the vibration of the earth,

For sensing the past from ruins.

Can’t someone feel my pain, hear my laughter, my tears,

Without me moving a muscle?

Was it madness to believe you can?

Is it madness to believe anyone can?

 

You are closer than anyone has been –

Don’t leave me now!

Come plug in again-

Don’t draw away.

Lift the veil of madness and set the sanity free.