How many times <br />have I covered a <br />small patch of <br />grass, naked, <br />looking up at the <br />stars, whose names I <br />have only guessed at? <br /> <br />Never, I’m insane. <br /> <br />How many times <br />have I wished I <br />was born to different <br />parents, and my name <br />was much more cool <br />sounding like Luke or <br />or Dante or some shit <br />like that? <br /> <br />Everyday, I’m insane. <br /> <br />How many times <br />have I truly seen a <br />power strong enough to <br />make the world a better <br />place for all its’ <br />creatures, not just <br />humankind and its’ <br />selfish nature, <br />twisting nature <br />for its’ own <br />betterment? <br /> <br />Once, it is dead. <br />I’m insane. <br /> <br />How many times <br />have I marveled at <br />the virtual “tabla <br />rosa” I was at my <br />conception, and now I <br />am filled with so much <br />food, so much <br />drink, so much <br />knowledge of what <br />I do and do not <br />want to be or <br />become, so many <br />pains, scars from <br />where life wasn’t as <br />promised, and so many <br />intoxicants to ease <br />my mind? <br /> <br />Sometimes, I’m insane. <br /> <br />How many times <br />have I felt a <br />gnawing void inside <br />me from things I have <br />yet to accomplish, like <br />the way I felt when I <br />was little and my toy <br />box accidentally spilled <br />out, making me cry for <br />the loss of what meant <br />so much then? <br /> <br />Every second, I’m insane.<br /><br />stan pelfrey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/201-insanity-in-the-box/
