I cannot get to thinking <br />of something more profound <br />Not doing much sleeping <br />with all this clowning around <br /> <br />I wander around the kitchen <br />make another cup of tea <br />More words begin to fill my head <br />and fill my heart with glee <br /> <br />It's wonderful, hysterical <br />it really makes my day <br />This funfair is a miracle <br />Where me, myself, I, play <br /> <br />But it's not always easy living <br />inside this crazy head <br />I sometimes consider drinking <br />to put these thoughts to bed <br /> <br />But at least these thoughts <br />though wild as they may be <br />Distract from the old thoughts <br />and move along with me <br /> <br />I know what you thinking <br />but really don't feel bad <br />I have not been drinking <br />and am not going mad <br /> <br />This is just survival <br />until I find my way <br />To laugh at life, to share a joke <br />what gets me through each day<br /><br />Tia Maria<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whatever-gets-you-through-the-day/
