The man inside.

.


Madness slowly gathers me
In its chilly embrace
I watch from the corner of my eye
Its sinister smirk
Then I fall and fall into the depths
Of its empty cold dead soul

Contently I lay there
Huddled in the corner
Of its darkest walls
Anticipating his arrival
And I don't dare flinch 
when he finally comes

I remain silent
I suffer his pain
And endure his pleasure
I keep my screams quiet
He speaks to me in 
whispered echos

He says I'm so beautiful
He can't tell if I am
Godess or if I am angel
He knows only this...
He too was embraced
By the madness...