insanely sane

loud noises silent screams
where is peace- so pristine
hidden rage-hidden tears
to express lack of means
 and so he hides under cover
of a blanket never sober
parents shouting at each others lungs out
he has no clue
what's it all about
and when the day silences
he hears a banging oh! so loud
bottles thrown
hatred grown
but this kid can only mourn
hiding beneath the cover
staying away from the trouble
cause he has enough shit on there
fat too much to care
for the outside world
so he closes his eyes
and makes make-believe
makes whit lies
as a shield from chaos
his face adrenaline rush
but he holds his hand tight
fist formed ready to fight
from this place grows his spite
to the world chaos wild
a trauma from birth, he holds his breath
destroyed family-self caged
so he just pretends it's all just staged
just to control his rage
red blood
blodshot eyes
dark pupil filled with cries
and in his mind, he wants to die
but he believes he has to fight
with his demon so he can see the light
and sort things out, be a knight
strong reason, stronger will.
no doubt inside
yet he feels
the pain, the stress and every drop of rain
no wonder he is seen as insane
still some know him he has grown
to be an insanely sane person

-Yakaa: Jujaan