Walls Of Insanity Poem by Matthew Bennion

It’s a funny thing about memory
How cruel and unusual it is
Tearing at your very existence
Rendering you to your knees you can’t even escape into madness
The madness is so deep that my own laughter reverberates off the walls of insanity
Insanity is the only thing that’s keeping me from the asylum
I am becoming crazy
I am becoming mad
I am becoming insane
I go into my mind as it twists and spirals
Going deeper into madness
It’s funny how one thing can change everything
Everything to the point of wishing there was a way out
Kicking screaming at the walls of existence
The distance growing deeper from where I began
Darker and yet brighter the colors spiraling through my mind driving me more mad
As I walk through my mind every image I have kept stored away becomes distorted
Twisting and turning bending and stretching
As I come to the end of my path there is nothing else but a pit spiraling downward
I feel floating a drift though the currents being pulled down deeper and deeper
To the point of no return as it go through the depths of all madness
I finally emerge into something new laughing at all knowing there is no return
I am crazy
I am mad
I am insane

©Ben Matthews