Freakily sane …

I’m questioning my sanity
The unicorn in the bathroom,
Isn’t giving me much sense of reality.
Pixies are flying around my head
As I’m reading bedtime stories,
To monsters under my bed.
I asked Peter to fly me to Neverland
But I fell down the rabbit hole,
To become a lost girl in wonderland.
A shapeshifter without a host
Or about as transparent,
As a friendly ghost.
I put the looney in tunes
My life is like road runner,
Or a set of cat & mouse cartoons.
I’m drinking with the grim reaper
He’s the life of the party,
And I’m a different type of creature.
I’ll never be a fairy and fly free
But I’ll always be this strange,
So what wants to be like me.

K

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9 Responses to Freakily sane …

  1. Simon says:

    Being you makes you the great person you are… Don’t knock it x

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Rajiv says:

    The Grim Reaper, milady, is a good friend. Always

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Jade Edge says:

    I really like the escapist imagery in this piece and I especially love the lines “I’m drinking with the grim reaper/He’s the life of the party”.

    Liked by 1 person

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