cat-n-the-hat:

isn’t it silly how quick
we lose our wits, and we wait
a few days before we chase
after our right minds, and in that
time we start to play with the
empty spaces that surround us
-let them cave in, and shade us
from reality, and we dance and sing
and believe to be in harmony, but then
something shifts and darkness starts
to itch, and we don’t feel quite so
surreal, anymore;