Bang The sound of a body…a person… that has truly gone insane. Insane to think that I might be free. But – My shackles have lost their manic grip on me. COULD – I – ACTUALLY – BE – SET – FREE! Clatter My feet are no longer cemented to only one spot. My body loses its battle and I just drop. After my eternal struggles, I stand. I need to gather myself and discover this new land. I can finally see… Beyond my enclosure… Beyond my shackles… Beyond my sight, my plight, my nightly visits that seems to never stop… Beyond my daily fight, my tormented nights… Beyond my ups and downs…believe me; I can keep going around and around! Shatter I might be playing with the thought, that I have gone insane. But, I will never be mistaken as being deranged. So…I take my chances!
