The madness hugged her mind It crept in like the dead of night Anybody home? was its cry Just us and now you a timid sigh Swirling about her psyche And injecting itself so firm Carefully picking up pieces And plotting their eternity Have a seat, he sneered Pull up a chair, she beckoned Stay awhile, they jeered Guess I will, it reckoned It moved about the swirl The madness was at home Giving her mind a twirl It had fully taken hold We wanna play with you they squealed in delight It fit like a very old shoe The madness held tight Its embrace on her soul Held firmly preventing flight It was now in full control Of her everyday life She always saw it you see A glimpse a peer a travesty Others would never believe Her madness and her date with destiny...... Janet Whitley Sylvia Martin 06-22-13
Posted on: Fri, 22 Nov 2013 01:48:46 +0000