Ever wonder what it might be like to live away from life and inside a gated cell?
Does the idea drive you?
Ever wonder what taking a life away would feel like?
Wonder of your own?
What happens after my lids refuse to ever show me the lights and colors of life again?
Wonder why or how you can breathe?
Ever thought of everything as having a reason and if you will ever find out?
How does the thought process make reason?
Why find comfort in waters other then those that say are just too deep?
What drives you?
Sanity of a broken man
a long forgotten Secret of a mad man
a fence to high to jump because everyone else told you that you were afraid of heights
a tall thin fence that holds blisters of curiosity and scars that show its age
mad man?
What madness do you see?
We see none with our eyes
Maybe you need to be checked
Checked for the Madness that feeds these bones?
I know that I know you are of a foul disgusted rusted man
Approach me with a drive
For this is a heavenly Madness that Drives me so
A golden age for madness
A reason of driven madness lies just beyond the tall thin blistered fence you fear and can not stand
Driven Madness
Who knew the pleasures?