The final madness

The first madness is none,
Calm, tranquil and fun

The second madness fades it away
Depression and suffering enter and stay.

The third sees the skies turn red and purple
As the remnants of sanity fall to the ground.

The silence settles on the empty world
As the snow settles on the leaves unfurled

And the final madness breaks itself
As a knife breaks the skin.

And the first madness comes again, this time forever
As the red snow kills off the last leaves of a man's life.

Author's Note

It's not supposed to rhyme.

Reviews

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

kinda depressing lol.
Although it was filled with tons of real emotion, and unfortunately sometimes people feel this way.
I like how you explained every stage of it.
Well writen

[Vanesa Markovic]

There's a strange beauty in the madness, you illustrate that well.
Welcome to the site, great work!
-VM

[Thayle L.]

There may be beauty in madness, but I sure don't want it be that crazy.

[Vanesa Markovic]

I'm sure you won't be :)
-VM

[Matching Socks]

Very intense feelings in this one.
You show how quickly depression or mental illness can set it and consume someone.