MadhouseA Story by Kathryn SmithI am in a madhouse F e e t o n a t i g h t r o p e.................................... Left foot first Right foot next Step by step My balance a test Above me heaven A circus below People with painted faces Eyes of madness Sickly smiling At nothing Or Anything Or everything Everything is not what it seems They are laughing and jeering Fighting and cheering All are watching me Coming for me THEY'RE COMING FOR ME Walking across the way I must find the door And run from the madhouse But the world The world is madhouse There is no escape So it's back to the tightrope Make no mistake At least you're up far away The key is concentration Or madness will take its toll And you will begin to sickly smile At nothing With no mind No heart or care Just like the clowns below They are coming for you © 2017 Kathryn SmithReviews
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