mind is mine

It comes, it goes.
Sometimes I can hide it,
until it grates it's way through.
In mornings it consumes,
At night it is just savage.
It remains a wrestle,
keeping this mind mine.
All's lost, it's all right,
I'll walk till I am empty,
see through this illness,
escape to my truth,
leave the lies of reality.
Sadness and madness is forgotten,
for a moment my mind is mine.