The Darkness inside

It is madness inside my mind
It is dark and I can't see the edge
I don't know where to go
or from where I came

The pits of hell seem nice,
I've fallen over the edge
into rambling ..
I am insane, lost and blundering
And everything is changing

Why do you look at me that way?
You all tend to stare
and talk and whisper.
It is madness the place I am in
If you could see inside my mind,
if you could see the darkness
that I created to escape the stares and haunting whispers
with the evil glares, you would run..

You would scream
It is madness,
in the darkness
and its calling my name.
come and play with me
inside the madness of this mind

It is taunting you the way you all have taunted me
for the way I am
You drove me to the darkness
Then came the madness
and you wonder why I am that way
Now you know
and its your turn.

The darkness is calling
and its screaming your name.



(I don't know the source of this poem.I had saved this in my account a few months back and I chanced upon it while cleaning up the bulk of trash.Nevertheless, I couldn't help myself from posting it.)

Comments

Rachit Goel said…
Madness inside ur mind- i agree...
Dark inside, mental outside- I agree...
But somebody calling my name, which called urs name bfr, aah...smone turning superstitious dear!
earthling said…
i think i'll vouch for the darkness...but not the madness...what you have in the darkness of your mind is a turmoil, struggle, waves of thoughts, you have floods of emotions..you can have insanity..not madness...there's still sense in everything there...we just cant make it out...

keep playing wih the darkness...keep playing with the riddles :)

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