My Madness

The offspring of the feeble brain
That slumbers deep within
Was awoken by a thundering crash
The world was falling down at last
Jumbling down in endless pieces
Each piece a knife in my scarred back
The voice in my brain never ceased
In its infernal wailing scream
Reminding me that the voice heard
Was my own desperate cry
Relentlessly pleading for a way
A chance to disperse the bleak cycle
To subtlety take the knives away
To slovenly reattach my crumbled world
Maybe change my screams to whimpers
I know the scars will never depart
Being themselves fatal whispers
Silently screaming, shattered apart
Now, I must pick up the pieces
Scattered,Lost, and left behind
This is something I have to endure alone.
I can either join nor end my madness