Even when we feel our best
Madness is within us all
It lies beneath the surface
And waits to catch our downfall
They never see it coming
When the time has come to strike
So they fall into the trap
And land upon hidden spikes.
When this happens we don't fear
Thinking that we’re safe from it
But then we get caught as well
And began to lose our witt.
The circle keeps on going
And traps everyone in sight
You may not see it in you
But it’s grasp is hard to fight
Everyone has it different
For some have less of control
But no matter who you are
Madness plays a type of role
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Author:
Merissa (
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Lol. Guess I did good then
interesting ! i very much like this .. however i am not sure what your defintion of madness is lol i never thought i was mad but maybe i somehow am lol 🙂 '' land upon hidden spikes '' i am loving your wording throughout this , very good !
Madness is just a better word for crazy. Everyone has a little crazy in them. It comes out at different times. Sometimes unexpectedly but it's always there.
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