Descent Into Madness Poem by Serena Blackinton

In a world of hate,
of negativity and broken dreams,
Where words uttered are falsehoods;
nothing is as it seems,


Where any hope for the future
has been frittered away,
Delusions that once mattered
now cause grief and dismay,


It's nearly impossible
to entertain the notion:
A plan could come to fruition
if set into motion,


Too dark to envisage
a world beyond the sadness
Thus once more begins
my descent into madness.