Maddness

In the shadows where the madness lurks, I’m twisted, Mind’s a labyrinth, thoughts in a cyclone, they’re misfit, Walking through the chaos, no map, just instinct, Reality's a puzzle, every piece feels distinct. Voices in my head, they whisper, they taunt, Painting pictures of a future, I can't even flaunt, Dancing with my demons, we groove in the dark, Light flickers, but the spark ignites a wild arc. Chasing sanity, but it’s slipping like sand, Grasping at the edges, trying to make a stand, Each breath a battle, I’m fighting my own mind, Lost in this maze, leaving reason behind. Echoes of the past haunt me like a ghost, I’m a prisoner of thoughts, but I’m craving the most, Madness is a canvas, where my pain turns to art, Every stroke a reflection of a fractured heart.