Gateway / 19 May 2013
My poems provide a gateway for me to have my say,
to share with all those others, to keep strange thoughts at bay.
Inviting other nutters to join me if they will,
to sing our song of difference, the music never still
but winding out in spirals, expressing all we are,
that being mad's a journey in a psychedelic car.
Its easy to forget that there are others just like me,
and the words that I keep writing can help them all to see
that they're not alone and struggling, that they're not the only one,
when strange thoughts swirl around their heads and leave them feeling numb.
My poems provide a gateway ...