The edge of Insanity

I admire the negativity of my jailer

She has a smile on her face

Showing me razor sharp teeth

She looks just like me, only cruller.

I know exactly how to leave this cell

I’m just not ready to yet

I know i'll be better for it,

It’ll be the start of my repairs

It will keep my skin scab free.

But my jailer keeps me going.

I desire the lunacy of it all

It pulls me like a magnet

Dragging me deeper into insanity.

I can’t look the other way, my eyes are glued to her smile.

Happiness hurts my soul.

The mundane of being a hero kills me.

The idea of being my savior makes me queasy,

Uncertainty lives on the other side of those bars,

The only guarantee being honesty

I like lying, I am happy here,

I walk right into my jailers arms

Remaining in this prison,

Prevailing as the only villain of my story