A Version Of Insanity - Poem by Justin Reamer
She has always lived in a separate reality,
This I swear to you,
She has accused me of many things,
Things that are a part of her imagination.
She claims I am a criminal,
One who stole many things from her,
She claims I am insane,
For I rave at the top of my lungs.
She proclaims me a paedophile,
For I hurt very little children,
She claims me a stalker,
For I follow her everywhere.
She proclaims me a molester,
For I kissed her, apparently,
She proclaims me a rapist,
For I apparently committed sexual assault.
I swear to you I did none of these,
I never laid a hand on her,
But otherwise I would die,
Even if I dared hurt her.
So she lives in insanity,
Her insanity proclaimed,
I don't know her reality,
But it's not this universe.
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