Sorrow and Madness

Lady love, persecute me not, for I have failed you
My reasoning betrays me, and my good faith pummels me
With it’s mocking laughter.
I blend into the wicked, the light not guiding me
But blinding me with it’s illuminating rays
I beckon to she who returns my favor
She who holds the knife blade, piercing my retching back
Awkward remedies cool my skin, my belonging retracting
Into nothing but theoretical questions
Of how I came to be
Persistent is she that holds her fate
With a twist and shake of sorrow and madness

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