In my Madness

So, I actually just wrote this. Things have been a little rough lately, and I'd be lying if I said i hadn't lost myself somewhere along the way. I hope to find myself again soon.

In my madness,

I can see your eyes,

Blue as Ice and cold as Death.

You stare through me,

And you know--

You know me better than I know myself.

I am weak, and I am powerless

To your blinding azure gaze.

In my madness,

I can see your smile,

Content as ever and as welcoming as Death.

You smile for me,

And you know--

You know me better than I know myself.

I am worthless, and I am nothing

Against your solemn grin.

In my madness,

My most compelling madness,

I can hear your voice

And feel your touch

As every second lasts an eternity,

And all of eternity lasts but a second.

You call to me,

And you reach your hand for me,

And you know--

You know that behind that glass,

Even though you are not real,

Your voice

And your touch

Have reached me.

And that you are me--

In my madness.

Author's Note

Does anyone understand what I'm speaking of? I'm sure someone must.

Reviews

[Shaun Payton]

In my madness I lost a grip, an invisible hand let go. Looking in the mirror and grinning, oh that reflection knows well its doing, but it is in fact not real, until we live in our madness. Its ok to peek our eyes in, but staying, for myseld, id rather not.

[UponTheBrink]

So, I see you know of the madness in which I speak of. Thanks for stopping by. :D