----------Making sense out of Insanity!!-------------

My hands across my ears,

every breath howls.

The hum of the town outside,

like warnings of a volcano`s walls.

I breath in deep,

trying to strike a note.

Im always out of key,

I barely stay afloat.

Moments; they slowdown,

they acelerate.

My knotted fingers,

feel like lasos across my neck.

The wind beats against my window,

leaving sleet and frost.

I hear the familiar song,

it echos; "Everything's not lost".

I loose moments in time,

trying to make sense.

Of this world outside,

sitting quitely on my fence.