Madness- Sense Of The Chaos

Mishaal  Sardar
Author: Mishaal Sardar
Word Count: 325
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In the pitch of the dark
I was walking in your landscape

out of my mind insane

furious with anger

I was absolutely furious at having been deceived.

I was furious with myself for letting things get so out of control
I’m furious that I wasn’t told about it
I drove off at a furious pace
A furious row broke out last night after it was revealed that hundreds of prisoners thoughts had been released early from mind !
tell me I’m mad

you’re a fine one to decide

I’m here waiting a long

Help me paint a picture

my thoughts burning me in the fire of wild heaven
I know that it will never would stop

I know I’m always falling off the edge of the world

like a mad an energetically

I’m thinking bout the situation ..

I’m thinking bout the humanity ..

I’m thinking bout the disorder

I’m thinking bout the races..

this job is driving me insane

I’m insanely jealous to those who didn’t have mind

who didn’t have thoughts ..

cause I have strong emotions..

I could hardly believe the evidence of my own senses

the mixture of good and bad sights, smells to lie and truth and sound of violence around me made my senses reel

I felt an overwhelming sense of loss

a strong sense of purpose ..

I wish i could get helmet who can give cyclists a false sense of security

I had the sense that he was worried about something

worried bout the world current situation

worried bout wars

worries bout the murder of the humanity

I have lost all sense of direction in my life

i want to smile

but heavy snow of the thoughts has caused total chaos on the roads of the minds

all thoughts have frozen

that I’m losing my brain
there ’s meaning of the madness
sense in the chaos

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