Hi there! Please enjoy this poem that I wrote this afternoon from the inspiration “madness”.
There lies madness here,
In the corners of her eyes, that flare
With a controllable, self-inverted,
Understated rage,
The kind that lets the demons lose
From where they hide, somewhere
Down, deep inside,
In the shadows of her empty heart
There lurks a monster, only hers,
A personal hell inside, deep down,
Connected to her very soul,
And when she feels the ground begin to shake
She lets it out in regretted words, later
Remorseful a thousand times too many,
And too few.
A Teacup Full of Stories 