Madness
Madness
Take my eyes
I have no more use for them
Blindness is so much more
Than what I use them for
And my sense of smell
Take that as well
I have no use for it
No more the world of roses bloom
In this wretched, sightless place
Madness
Take everything
For I have gone insane
No more to bear this weight of life
Madness
Save my soul
Copyright © Stephen Tate | Year Posted 2008
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