Unspoken words covered by a storm
Passion plastered over by the dank, dark
Drive towards a stupid goal
Save me from my mania
As all rationale slips from my plan
As I seek to test
Walk hard to a warm place
Not in to the vicinity of my insanity
My madness does not belong to you
It is not an ideology to which you should subscribe
As a means to spend time close to me
It is something to rebel against as the
Rain soaks through our clothes
And the farce
Of happiness we continue to promote
Despite your immense sadness and damp
Shaky breath as I stride away in to the blur
That pours from my mouth and the sky
As you run along beside me
Hauling your music, your kindness and your
Pride.
It’s a shame
It’s a shame
It’s a shame
It only snaps
When power corrupts
And you forget how to say yes
And I forget how to say thank you
For your perfection
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