Zany entity

I watch the moments
march on by.
I sit in a trance
staring
straight up to the sky
stretching my mind
body and soul.

Staying in this
yogic state
keeps me from
yearning to take control.
I'm the yin
I'm the zen
the yang,
the estranged,
 zany entity
evading pain,
existing in this
intricate,
infamously strange sector of infinity..
these inner
and surrounding symphonies
keep me
captivated..
I can see through all the
hectically hellish scenes
swarming my soul,
intrusively reducing me
to remaining a recluse you see
but I'm deciding to free myself
of morbid modes of thinking
linked to lunacy,
madness and confusion
crowding my cranium.

I'm rewriting the script,
shifting the stream within
to new directions,
picking a different path,
practicing what I preach,
going to great lengths to beseech myself
to remain chill
in the midst of cruel chaos
causing mental contortions,
to be still as stone
in your soul
while flowing freely simultaneously..

An extremely supreme skill
requiring much will power
especially during your darkest days
and longest nights,
when your mind tells you
"something's not quite right"
and your heart says
"have hope".
Stay still.
Remain chill.
Obtain the will
to walk worry free
in the center of absolute
uncertainty eternally surrounding.