Challenge
Write a story or poem about madness.
Most of us have nearly gone mad at some point, write something about madness, whether it be about a friends madness, about madness in general, or your own.
mad with illusion
i've gone mad,
mad from the illusion consistenly putting my mind in contusions,
this experience can't be real,
deep down inside,
i feel like something isn't right,
like going into a house that's clean,
but open my mouth to foul smells that brings hell to my perception,
everything looks good,
but something just doesn't sit well with me,
where are the dead bodies?
where is the truth hiding because I want to find it?
i feel it bubbling up inside of me,
it's making me crazy,
i'm walking in a "reality" that makes me feel like I'm in a daze,
i'm amazed with this false sense of being,
a sense of scheming going on in between the scenes,
this illusion drives me mad,
what's the purpose of it?
what does it mean?
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