A poem u wrote in a moment of sorrow:

I welcomed insanity into my home because it looked exciting, intriguing and daring. Just creeping around the corner waiting for its invite. Staring, ready to take all of the things I’ve earned. Freely feeling safe in a niiave world thinking that the same life I live would be doppelgänged by everyone I encountered. Only for my innocence to be stolen; and my gullibility thrown in my face