takes over my body,
forcing a cynical outcome
to inhabit the high
spirits around me.
Words filled with darkness
promulgate, bouncing off one idea to another. Life then stops
in this bit of time.
The wind breaks. There is no longer that feeling of content
kindness; love. Anger awakens
within every entity I touch,
non the less, every person my soul see's. Within, some hidden
energy took me to this place of rage. This is a fire in water;
a rock is where it does not belong.
I see madness for it's true identity; selfish.
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