Madness is pain
Pain so severe
it dulls your soul
and warps your brain
life - live
it doesn't exist anymore
you do anything to feel alive
pay women to choke you to make you half dead
just to stop the maddening words running through your head
looking down after their torture and looking how much you bled
crying tears of the painfullest red
not knowing whether you're alive or dead
depressing, sad, budening , heavy, they're not enough words to describe
the feelings in you that reside
when human laws of emotion your soul does not abide
true isolation is a scream unheard
its just as sad
as a clipped winged bird
the saddest loss of all
not feeling anything right
you stumble and fall
no one knows how much hurt you feel inside
They ask "how are you doing"
you reply "i'm alight" LIES!
you're far from alright
you haven't slept for days
you've stayed up suffering and sobbing all night
Maddness is an ignored insanity
that know cares to hear
the voices, the confusion, the pain , the suffering, the lonliness, and the eventual death
is what I fear.
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