hey everyone..this is a poem that i had written a long while back and had originally shared it with cryptic angel..and upon HIS advice and request i have posted it up to share with you all..happy reading! PS....an a great big thnks to you, aNgeL IM CRAZY They say I’m crazy, but it’s not true. They put me up. They killed me, deep down inside A suffering that stills pain I’m not a man any more. Kids laugh and shout above me They sound alive, Alive and healthy Warm and cared for. Where are my children? Ironic as death, This feels peaceful. A tranquil serenity fills my body and soul. Deep down inside I keep telling myself. Life is good Passive as it is, an urgent panic runs through my body Life made its paths for me, and left some unattended ditches for me But, what about this, has it come to this And yet, as I lay in this dark grave of mine As a soul on its own, I tell myself God has ways and Life is good.