...Layers of Insanity...
In my desire to be structured
I watch my buildings fall down
and my bridges burn
firey planks to places
I should have gone
yet my diversion
inevitable
I watch my corners of solace
fill with chaos
screaming and shrill
My creations spontaneously combust
as I sit in a cold draft
at an ice glass table
Praying for the next
interruption
to set me straight
and then
I can escape through the portal
once more...