madness

2008-03-08 20:12:37 madness grieving, she weeps openly leaving no room for self with heart broken in pieces she will find no solace here crawling in the darkness no light to guide her cold stone for comfort peace a thing of the past wails of pain in the dark outrage at what she has done hurtful words flung in anger circling like bats around her head she hears nothing else the barbs sink deeper with time eating away the old remnants of peace gnawing at her soul her mind fails her madness clings to her like dust powdery and soft but she is unable to remove it soft and sensuous it grows with each day driving her forward seeking a peace that no longer exists it is a word only a thing of fiction a dream lost madness has taken hold