How do you define madness? Can madness be cured at all? Is madness just a logical extension, an illness gone on for too long? What is madness, in a world of infinite possibilities? Is madness triggered by too much choice and the power of free will?
There is a ghost inside me / as I age it smiles and waits / there is a soul around me / as I progress it withers / there are questions lingering / about purpose and paths ahead / they will not tell me / so I wait
He gave up love on a whim / desires distorted by thoughts / thoughts corrupted by desires / love the ultimate loss / he gives no more / capricious fool
blood rain / the streets awash with red / I do not understand / blood rain / my feet covered in what? / blood from death? / blood from birth? / blood from the petty veins of a poet suffering? / blood rain / falling / blood rain / covering my world
I pry my eyes open / to awaken the beast within / a crowbar of the lesser kind / only painful memories leveraging / I pry my eyes open / I awaken once again / not long before the numbing starts / repeat and repeating still