Madness.
Inspired.
Happiness and sadness.
Panic and anxiety.
Fuel the fire inside of me.
Lost in the moment,
No time to ponder the components.
Needed an outlet.
I found it.
Candlelight and madness. Astounded.
Rough draft only. I'm proud of it.
Words flow freely.
Stirring and reeling.
Done staring at the ceiling.
Revealing.
My calling. A feeling.
No stopping.
Words dropping.
From my mind.
I'm trying.
My process undeniable.
And realistically pliable.
If you watch me create.
With way too much on my plate.
I'll find a way to innovate.
I adapt at the drop of a hat.
Never proofreading. You might notice that.
But I fix it eventually,
Yo, I'm writing continuously,
Neuro divergent, with ADD,
Never knowing what'll come from me.
My plans? To finally succeed.
Writing like a madman,
Keep it up i know I can,
My thoughts may be hard to understand,
I'm in demand
So take a chance.
The end may just be happenstance,
But I'm the one and only, Bardic man!!

© The Moonlight Bard