The Mad Woman's Song (Poetry)

There’s a dark part of my heart I can’t reveal to you.
There’s a room inside my house the sun can’t filter through.
The door is hard to find
I’ve locked it with my mind
for my demons howl impotent when denied a view.

Their insistant voices penetrate those thickened walls
and my dreams are punctuated by disturbing calls.
They aim to drive me mad
there’s no peace to be had —
imagination conjures some beast who squirms and crawls ...

CHORUS: Oh, there’s some that say I’m crazy
                others reckon I’m just bad
                but my history is hazy
                and it makes me really sad
                not one will take my side
                or see how hard I’ve tried
                to save myself from being swallowed whole ...

I can’t evade my predators or push fear away.
Thought has found no option but to let the monsters stay
yet keep them shackled tight —
deny them food or light
hoping they will fade and die so I’ll be free some day.

Until then, please accept there is nothing I can do
but hide the ugly nightmare and hope and pray that you
will love me if you can
like an enlightened man
knowing there’s two sides to me and one, at least, is true.

CHORUS: And while some might say I’m crazy
                I’m really not that bad
                I admit my past is hazy
                and that kinda makes me sad
                but if you will take my side
                see how long and hard I’ve tried
                maybe there’s a chance I’ll end up whole.