Madness Unsure

A friend of madness and unaware that we all go mad sometimes. Knowing you're not alone.

🌚Madness Unsure

Consumed by optimism, working through the line to another world, unsure by dimensions that carry you to variety of directions.

Hopeful to inhabit the complete paradise that my dreams project, playing catch in my eyes, let me chill, let me watch my fine film with manageable outcomes that produce my seeds of greatness,

Regretful of suppose actions that my instincts mutter out, I disregard them to dignify my self-determination,

Being fragrant with the eyes studying you, never seeing face to face to break the ice of my disguise,

Admired by my pride, distance between gossip and rumors hearing miles away by voices in the crowd,

Eyes with reflections of yourself, tiny mirrors that duplicate your movements in unsure madness that lies beneath the surface on one's perspective

Not sure how to approach the psycho man that lives behind my eyes, the one with crazy thoughts, the one with unseen visions, the one with a distorted voice, one with answers

The eroded mask, madness appearance discomforts my direction to eradicate it's chains that corrupts my inner suggestions, openly free my other side permanently,

Sicken by this man with double barrier of faces, only to impress it's audiences with unawareness of reality,

Cap in their bottle, clogged by their solutions with transparent multilayers suits consequently projecting themselves to be,

Exterior of deep fry- happiness, madness makes burdens that blinds willingly, that foil your thoughts into sharp blades,

Exhausted by the sideline of the game that never ends, all I can do is watch it empty it's fruitless persistence that only holds energy to care for in the landslide,

Wait patiently to my attached psycho man in the atmosphere in unsure madness that's my doorway,

My place to hide leaping into another world of released souls formerly saying "hi" to your fragile presence,

The only peacefulness I can find is through songs of my past, songs you shared with someone special you met in your life before, after 1 goodbye from one side can take it all away,

Memories to be kept safe in my records for happy days,
my only reflection to my trapped soul.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree. We will know madness and we will be too sane.
"The only peacefulness I can find is through songs of my past, songs you shared with someone special you met in your life before, after 1 goodbye from one side can take it all away,"
The above lines are true. Life will teach us many lessons. A good life is knowing and giving live. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Gaia Octavia]

I like this because it is different in both form and content. I like the mood of it throughout, and how it doesn't leave the reader shouldered with heaps of negativity. Nicely done.

[stargirl23]

This was a really nice write, keep it up! I would try to make the lines more consistent in their length, however.

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

I appreciate your words of sincerity. The length I should revise later on but thanks for the advice.

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Quiet uniqe and experimental writing. Lines go over my head. Rich mix of emotions and pain. And later on I can feel hope from some words. Like life it self cannot hurt. And We are still on the live . P;ain is nothing more than just dark where we can sleep. We wake and is sunny bright day.

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

Absolutely true my friend, I'm glad to hear your interpretation of messages I include in here. I ran across your poems and was cloistered in your poems. They speak raw emotions that still lives inside of your screaming skin, you found a way of releasing these energies to the universe. I appreciate your review. Keep pain close and knowing its not thy enemy.

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Again same here. Yes my poems are raw. But also try keep some hope for better future. I mean I write every day . It s like relive from pain and special from notions what have people about me. Again thank you and no stop writing