I sit amidst this place of confusion
Staring into space with only elusions
Looking for signs that may guide me away
For one fleeting moment.. keeping madness at bay.
Sounds that lay dormant have returned once again,
As their deafening screams call for my end.
No words are my comfort nor songs that are sung,
Will bring end to this madness,
in my world that’s gone wrong.
Antony King © 2018

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