Can't Catch Me

Idle Verse: A Poetry Feature

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Can't Catch Me

This too shall pass, but holy hell

At times I hear sanity's death knell.

A last light falling

And ravens calling,

Voices asking of the bell,

If it tolls for them as well?

It's always tolling for us all,

We just forget to heed the call,

And forge on, bold, defiant,

Also, generally reliant,

On fantasy to get through the day,

On wishes to sustain as so we may

Survive to fight another dawn

Emerge victorious or forlorn.

We never know, and there's the gamble

It might go well or end in shambles,

But one solution always I have in my arm's crook,

When the world goes mad, I open my book.

Then the madness can't catch me

For in another world I'll be.