MADDENINGS

How sweet the sound of private madness
Madness driving harmless self pities
A stab in the heart
Life’s lonely part
While death whips thru as a casual breeze

Mars like a cloud of disintegrated thoughts
To my small life influences nought
Or so I think
My guilt still drinks
The sense I’ve done not what I ought
Sails gently in my captured port
I’m on the brink
My ship still sinks

MADDENINGS

Mike Cartwright

Basildon, United Kingdom

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