my favorite of all my poems

[inlovewithademon234]

To Mad:
To the heart of mad,
a lonely feind,
a cruel, jaded fragile being.
the one who teeters,
the one who falls,
the name written on the wall.
to the spirit of mad.
the wildly obscene,
the one whose face graces many bad dreams,
the stammering fool who used to care,
and now they only sit and stare.
To the mind of mad,
a twisted thing,
a face within that sees pristine.
a person, any person targeted within
soon to see the bittersweet end