My Second Book of Poems

"Madness"

 I hear the madness, yet can't

See it.

I feel it watching, but can't

Touch it.

It is always there, yet

Never here.

It is b my side, but

Forever alone.

It is black and white, yet

Remains colourless.

The madness, but nothing,

Bouncing inside my skull.

It eats at my mind, but

Is never satisfied.

It tears at my sanity, and

Never ebbs,

This

Madness.

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