Madness is sweet,
a delicious feeling
that washes over you.
They voices in your head
say things so bitter that
they are sweet.
Madness is sweet,
a feeling of
immortality,
and beauty.
Madness washes away
all those feelings of
Sadness and Anger
and Happiness and
Love.
Sweet, sweet madness.
The only voices that talk to you,
are the voices in your head,
but you don't need anyone else.
Madness is sweet,
bittersweet.
If only i was mad enough
to be purified by
Sweet Madness.
YOU ARE READING
We're All Mad Here
PoetryJust a series of poems. A series of words. A collection of stories. A collection of feelings. I think I've explained enough, it's up to you to read on.
