High
School:
Bittersweet
Madness
From the cold
world of the flesh and the skin
To the red
blood of the sadness and woe
Oh madness,
take me in your arms again
Not letting
truth of my emotion show
From nails of
the cross to the crown of thorns
Of ying and of yang, of laugh and of scream
The yelling of
voices, voices of scorn
I hear them
inside perpetual dream
I wish to wake
up, for nightmare to end
To vanish the
gray of my tainted soul
To finally
strive and happiness mend
Bittersweet
madness engulfing me whole
Irrational
reverie found in bliss
Does the
untainted soul truly exist?
By: Steven Carr