On the road of madness

Eyes are swollen and mouth is sealed
The delirium is in its way
And i often keep staring at zero
With a blank vision and no ecstasy
But I dont feel anything at all
I can see nothing and feel nothing
After this a sudden worry appears
If I am becoming mad
I tried but this too doesnot last for long
As if everything I try to catch to live in reality slips away from my hands
Now that I am mad as people say
I feel vacancies in which I throw myself away
I see the blue sky in peoples eyes now
Sometimes I see mustard fields in the walls i stare
Life now consists of visionaries of the things i desired long ago
I am floating in this ocean of arcana
Never wanting an island to stop
Forgetting all those things defined by ancestors
I am overloaded with all those mysteries again
And yes as they say I m becoming mad happily