Wisdom of madness
I am stranded in my own mind,
Forever i am trying to find,
An escape, a respite, a shore,
To let me reach my core,
I wander aimlessly,
Struggling frantically,
Trying to not drown,
In the realms of which i wear the crown,
As the tides keep rising,
the line between shore and sea erasing,
I am the witness of my own demise,
Now helpless in a world of my own devise.
Thus forth spurs my imagination,
A pathway to ascension or oblivion?
I stand at the crossroads of sanity,
Wondering whether is this an ability,
Or simply the offspring of some distraught reality,
Which holds me hostage of my insanity,
I try to find reason,
Some glimpse of the horizon,
but there
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