My Madness

my madness is sweet

tastes like blood kissed lips

an unscratch-able itch

an unsatisfied craving

dark

twisted

tormented

real

alive in visceral images

relate able emotions

living in the metaphor

afraid to come out

face to face

darkness breathes on my neck

shivers creep upwards

nausea stirs

the abyss is calling

toys

beckons

“jump in”

“come and play”

fear keeps me on the edge

Shadow pushes me in

swallowed

consumed

pain engulfing

splintering

shattering

fragmented

tortured

sitting in the madness

face to face

with my reflection

layers of worlds, thoughts, emotions

mine, yours, every living being

voices

crying

screaming

alone

darkness comforts me

I can go where I feared

I know I will return

changed

free

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