Conflict Of Crazy Poem by Joshua Bantum

You adjust to the way things have moved,
And how their chaos threatens your safety,
So you indulge, over,
And over again into the people,
Indulging into their own chaos,
Over and over again,
And so you’re alone,
As they are,
Alone.

Asleep,
I’m constantly
Down, fallen over
Unable to trample that
Which I have noticed, this is
Done,

The golden leaves you have frozen to silver
cracked into bronze
imagining their own impurities,
And now it’s all incapable.