Everlasting Madness

Everlasting Madness by Jeromy Zimmer This stagnant engagement of illustrious perspective. Boldly frowned and disheartened by a willowing yet futile erosion of commonality. Numerous acts of traction with a belligerent sense of achievement. Justified conditions shielding unknown gaps of logic with fragmented pieces of a human soul. Breathtaking views of a silhouette in time. Harmonic bells that ring with every passing rest, a clad of bells that cling to the chest. Shutting eyelids with reformed sense of strength, a weakness to believe in this constantly refreshing experience containing lack of truth. Holding back your willingness to participate, an external membrane contains this elemental superiority. Your chosen path, is fracturing the walls of excellence, and its entropic disposition leaves you breathless. Unable to follow again, you set yourself free. Free for the first time, with the help of the everlasting madness within. The walls of doubt are left to decompose with the soil beneath it, as rich nutrients fill them with the irony of the foundation that it once shrewdly recognized itself as. My niche has been molded into the fabrics of my shirt and the fabrics of my time, and the threads of this beloved, but tragic synchronicity around us all becomes my temple.