Insanity Poem by Michael J Williams

Sometimes I go inside my brain
where memories reside
visiting times from youth
where fears and pleasantries collide

Once within my head
I control the way things happened
Which is key to how
my remembered memories are fashioned

Things for which I am ashamed
can be explained as reactions
blamed on precociousness
and ignorant, childish distractions

To change the narrative of my history
Appears to me to be inane…
perhaps it quite simply means
that my brain has gone insane