Madness
Heaved inside out,
Hauled upside down,
My dizzy world,
Spins me round,
Did you know madness
Makes no sound?
Not one that’s heard,
By a sane one’s ear,
They don’t understand,
The reality here,
A cocophony of noises,
voices,and
tears,
A manifestation,
Of all your fears,
Madness
is my state of mind,
Sadness
is what I always find,
I have to break,
These chains that bind,
Then
my sanity,
I might find.
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