Madness carves it’s crooked name across my life,
Touching everything I’ve ever been,
Everyone I never could be,
The lies I wished were me,
Sadness calls in the darkness while I sleep,
Promising me a place to curl up and be complete,
It promises me everything,
It promises me safety beneath my skin,
Faltering and falling beneath my own self,
A ruling hand of insanity owned by no other,
A face underneath my own that I don’t know,
A paranoia that won’t quit,
An emptiness that can’t be filled,
Another me,
Hiding,
Twisting,
Deceiving,
It promises me everything I’ve ever wanted,
It shows me the me I pretend to be,
It shows me the never was,
The never will be,
The man in the mirror who’s not me..
