Do Mad Acts a Madman Make?
A tale of horror from the mind within
It’s an eternal questions.
Who among us can stay sane
with reality that so unrelenting
Beating you down while standing in the rain
Tortured and twisted down to the soul
Who among us hasn’t fallen in that hole
I feel a void,
the darkest void I have ever felt
Its the grief I tell you
It truly haunts me in the night
In my ivory tower I think I am safe
Most are unaware of the darkness within
Why must I sin?
Why must this compulsion come in
To haunt me in the night
But in the middle of the night
I know that notion is fake
My heart beating so strong
The whistling winds swirling in my head
Just the songs of the undead
Now the sunlight is finally here
The madness shall disappear
Maybe disappear someday
I have to tell myself it’s just the madness
Otherwise the tapping on my oak tree -
Well - I’ll put this way
I’ll wake up insane
The madness within will finally win
You will finally know if
Mad acts a Madman Make
Get away from me before its too late
I don't care it I sin
Its the madness within
About the Creator
Susan Eileen
If you like what you see here, please find me on Amazon. I have three published books under the pen name of Susan Eileen. My series deals with issues related to sobriety.
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