Borderline Madness - Poem by Maja Dezulovic
Coated in plastic joy
And chemical-infused gladness.
No longer do expressions and rants pass as ordinary, okay
Instead you’re shunned,
They turn away.
And what was once borderline
But nobody sees,
Before the descent begins
Into a dark hole infused with specks of light.
But madness remains
So who’s to say you’re mad
We all have it –
An inclination towards insanity
That creeps in
And it is your choice
How much you’d like to tame it,
If at all.
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