Have you ever become
Mad?
I did.
Let me tell you...

It felt like
The sun's rays
Plunged into my skin
Gorging it's way
Into my soul
That burned
With shunned flames.

It felt like
A revolting slippery
Slime of white
Pierced into my mind
And splattered its
Filthy slobber of sleak
Liquid...

Everywhere.

Everywhere! It was everywhere!
My weathered stacks of books
Cried and screamed
As my sound knowledge
Was plagued
By the scent of doubt.

Soft comfort
Still confidence
Crisp sanity
Cool sense

Melted
And became strings of stray
Plastic.

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