Madness

This howling melody, from deep
Within the soul,
Calling out to madness, insanity
The goal.
An orchestra of voices,
A symphony of noise,
All for want of peaceful rest, the darkness of a hole.

The sharp cacophony, from down
Within the depths,
Pleading with the sadness, psychosis
Before death.
A performance of screaming,
An orgy of the damned,
All for want of silent sleep, the pleasure of sweet rest.

A deafening onslaught, from where
The heart resides,
Crying and so hopeless, no freedom
From inside,
The cold unending whirlwind,
A litany of hate,
All for want of dreamless night, and so from madness hide.