Madness
Sadness and madness, anger and rage.
A primal fear, my demons won’t fade.
The Devil wants out of His fiery hell.
Am I crazy? Out of my mind?
The symptoms and signs I haven’t obeyed.
The sickness inside will never subside.
I’m lost in this tiny twinkling of time.
My head has been broken, my soul has been torn.
A white padded cell my only attendant
The Devil He whispers these obscure temptations.
Medicated and dedicated to fighting this madness.
Debated and sedated are my symptoms of sadness.
Death he awaits my encroaching arrival.
The Devil he’s coming to end my survival.
He’s poisoned my mind and shielded my heart.
A sinkhole of evil in which I’ve been caught.
I’m lost to the world, gone from this life.
Go now in peace, for in pain I’ve found mine.
About the Creator
Addison H.
I'm still very new to writing, but it fills me with joy to be able to express myself. It brings me even more joy to be able to bring my work to others. I'm very appreciative of my readers.
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