[coolgal]: 288.Poetry.Don't You Just Love Random Madness?

i have run inside myself
even though i have nothing to run from
deep within the confinements of my inner being
Lost in this tranquil seclusion from reality.

Everything in my life is just fine now.
Fine and dandy.
But still I feel like running away.
Away where everyone will wonder where I am
And they'll look for days.
Worried sick.
And I'll play at the river...
content and happy.
Unaware of the pain and worry that I caused.

I think its sometimes best to be unaware...
wouldn't you.

Now, I want to cry.
I just want to cry and empty myself
Even though nothing is wrong.
Just cry away.
Like rain.
On a window.

The little girl is gone.
Where did she go?
She ran away. To the river.
But she cant swim?!
..The dead dont need to swim.
......silence.......

Whats that? It's a funeral.
Let us look.
It seems they found that little girl,
and they are burying her.
How sad. She will be very lonely down there... in the dirt.

Blood on my hands.
Bodies in my closet.
A smile on my face
They ask, are you mad
And I simply reply
"why of course"

the end.
-the infamous b. russell