Poem: Madness
#12 of 2021 Mental Health Crisis
A poem that's just a little bit crazy. :D
Madness is wonderful
and madness is kind;
Madness is terrible,
and madness is mine.
Hubris or madness or lunatic high
I have to stretch my wings;
Madness will tell me that I can fly
and that I'll be caught by these things.
Madness is beautiful;
it rents the sky
with the power of the magic I wield.
I step through a gate,
not knowing my fate
and in this, my madness I wield.