Losing myself

to say that I am losing myself
is like calling the earth round
in the real sense of things
I am lost

Thoughts being thoughts
some are disturbing
some are exciting
others nonsense

murder...
is something I'd almost take seriously
looking at a head
like a balloon full of blood
waiting to burst
Tempting
think of the fun

the sanity is keeping my insanity in check
yet I have no idea of my sanity
is hanging on a strand of hair
or  a cable
maybe it's a myth
or a fable

Chaos is nature
it's my nature
losing myself
seems like I need help
drink some herbal tea with sea kelp
but
it is the best thing that has happened
losing myself