Madness
I’ve bluffed just to keep going, slipped my soul into the pile, pushing the stakes higher. Trauma sinks below words, quiet until it bursts, metaphors ripping through my mind like a storm. I’ve run from the weight of judgment, hiding in denial, just to survive the visions that feel like the end. Homeless yet finding fleeting surreal romance Meeting beauty in the corner of darkness Where desire licks suffering. The ode to an aching heart still plays I sit listening to. I’ve ranted like that king in rags, Finding flaws in truths Stealing attention from the minds on myths. Pure madness ! Hunger to seek and to be sought - playing the God’s game Lost in the ephemeral love soothing the aching heart with philosophy Who wins and who really sins!?
