In re: Your Poem: I bet you are, Wide Awake, Just like I am...! ! ! !
It is rather unique after being asleep or half asleep a good share of my life...
To finally be in full senses, and really see and hear what the Hell is going on!
No Rip Van Winkle, We! ! ! !
Thy Evil Come..
Would madness ever stand alone Inside this cage of memories Pick up the leaves of this fallen tree And make me whole
Could the inside of sanity Ever consume the remains of me Made a lie that will follow me Into the arms of the dead