Madness -- An Excerpt from a Madman

Digging my nails into my skull
Wondering if there is anything left of me at all
Of me… I pull and scratch
This world, of that I do not attach

Sociopath, psychopath, whatever I have become
From my beginnings of which I have come
I now laugh at anguish
Exist in disrepair 
Raveling from the fighting and despair
Society no longer means anything to me, no longer care

I am like a mad clown, 
preaching my religion with guns
Help me! Help me! I am shedding tears of blood
Tears of which that flood
My entire psyche 
with a monkey riding a little bike, malarkey! 

Looking around, I see all the pathetic people
Wandering around,
Praying to a God under a steeple
A God that I have long forsaken
Well, before he takes all of these lives
That need to be taken
Why are they alive… what is their purpose?
I just want to fuck with them now,
Create anew
Give them a sense of reason that I can construe
A slit across their wrists,
Or a bullet to their head
Doesn’t really matter which,
Both would mean more
 than any book they have ever read

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I wish that I could say that I am sorry
But I am not, what a folly
For I am just a man
A being in this world
Maybe more enlightened than most, I suppose
Or, depending or who you ask, 
Crazier I suppose
But what is crazy?
Is it simply viewing the world 
in a different way?
What is crazy?
Is it the understanding of 
a truth that doesn’t exist?

Craziness, or insanity, could just be
Acting in a way outside of man, truly
So distant from your fellow spirits
In a way that no one can hear it

I hate to tell you this now
Sane, insane, I can fully vow
That I have become so irritated, infurated
With what we call our “reality”

I hope you read this,
That someone hears my message
No matter how scary it sounds,
I have begun hating everything, myself around
As you have read this entry, I must now act
From what’s left of my sanity, I will act
To protect you all from what I have become,
I declared that I will be undone…

I hear a snap, yet somehow, I am still writing
Notepad in my hand, 
fighting to write these last few words
Undone everything… as I write
Madness slips away, returning to peace, as I fade into blackness…

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