Fully Sane; Fully Crazed

Fallout, Partially Decomposed

I know I must be sane to live
But insanity I just can’t give
Up on because it helps me thrive;
My insanity helps me stay alive.

So though I play the game real well,
I’m just talking to myself.
I like kind eyes but get the help
By writing out for other selves.

I don’t know why I play this way,
I’m aware it’s a most scary game.
I only have myself to blame
Since I guess I actually DO
And MUST see things through
Find the answers TO

This nutso game we play
With fire and burning flame,
Questioning if I’m sane:
I guess I’m cursed or blessed
To also swing this way!

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