Hoping - ON WRITING AND RUNNING

Hoping for some rain to wash away the sin
Scrounging for some sanity to avoid the loony bin
Deceived by cryptic answers to a simple minded question
Buried by the darkness that comes with my depression
Searching for some wisdom with little chance of luck
Haunted by the notion that I really am a schmuck
Toiling in inertia and embracing self defense
Pursuing distant memories while lacking common sense
I've been seeking simple clarity for sadly quite awhile
Nightly battles with insomnia are getting pretty futile
I'm challenged by the conflict 'tween rationality and my brain
I'm always sitting in seclusion while hoping for the rain