Crazy Sanity

Toward the sun everyone rose,

Finding life in a hazy doze,

Trying often to release a cry,

Revealing that which is a hide.

Binding to meet another one,

Seamless is the former sun,

Infinite dreams or so it seems,

Reaches to a place of screams.

Turning away from mourn,

It’s a time for another drone,

Circular is all that exists,

We hope for another crisis.

Hope is not always free,

To bind along a few trees,

The circle comes around,

To those who can’t be found.

Why we ask is this craze?

For all is still in a haze.

Thinking won’t get anywhere,

We find it only when we stare.

Realize it is all here,

When we didn’t even care,

Try hard but it’s too late,

All we now get is hate.

Reaching up was always tough,

Now we see the light in rough,

Journey that was haste,

It’s now one that we will hate.

Hayed