Sane Asylum

Straight laced
In a padded room
I sit and cry myself to sleep
Don’t comfort me
Run
This lady sings the blues
No heroin to be found
Yet breaking down
Standing on tip toes
But still touching the ground!!!
Mind floating
Driving me backwards
Toe to heel
Toe to heel
Now
Rearward spinning
No god to take the wheel
Dressed in white
Arms across my chest
Buried in a coffin
Of Sealy’s
Running
North
South
East
Or West
Bouncing back
Without a sound
Boxed in from my best
Can you hear me crying?
Or
Is this room
Completely
Soundproof too?