“Come Back!”

The voices in my head

Don’t talk anymore

Not since last week

If we’re keeping score

 

They packed all their bags

And took a plane ride out

Leaking from my eyes in the tears

I shed from doubt

 

They left a note on the wall

Of my brain that read

“We’ll be back when you’re ready.

We’ll be back when doubt’s dead.”

 

See, it’s not easy being crazy

There’s a lot to do

You have to feed your unicorns

and your demons too

 

Sweep the cobwebs out

And replace them with impossible thoughts

Repaint the walls with imagination

Rewind your internal clocks.

 

But it all ended last week

I forgot to do my chores

I let the cobwebs pile up

I starved my unicorns.

 

And so the voices in my head

Packed their bags and went away

“It’s too sane in here.

We don’t wish to stay.”

 

So this past week

I’ve been working hard every day

I put up “Stay Lost” signs for my marbles

And let my demons out to play

 

I threw away my rockers

And threw out half my cards

Crossed my wires three times

And destroyed some of the cylinders in my car.

 

See, it’s not easy being crazy

Sometimes you have crazy tasks.

But now my wires are crossed

My marbles are lost

And I’ll never get my rocker back.

 

Maybe now that I’m totally bonkers

The voices will come back.