Mad Man - Poem by bill panelo
Lately i feel that i am going mad
A cluster of thoughts and emotions inhabit the inner sanctums of my mind
nothing is safe from the darkness
it has consumed almost everything
only a feint glimmer of hope still remains and yet it gets duller with every passing day
am i crazy, am i insane
or am i just like you, just like everyone else.
maybe I'm not crazy at all, perhaps your the one who is crazy, everyone is crazy.
Perhaps I'm the only person sane enough to understand it.
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