Monday, 21 January 2013

Strain of Madness

I can't seem to shake 
this feeling of deja vu
see, I've been through
this before, back then 
I swore, 
I'd take care 
this sense of fear,
exists inside me 
it grows and so does
the sadness, a strain of 
madness has spread
and still
even now
I can't work out
this old riddle 
I'm riddled, someone's
fiddled, with my head.
let it be said- 
I've never felt so low.
maybe its a sign 
maybe it's time 
for me to go 
away again
maybe I should 
come back when 
I figure shit out.