Madness

So many treat madness like a child’s game.
You run to the edge, teeter and dance a bit, bolstering and proud of your daring.
So happy to have been able to make it so close to the edge and not go over.
But the truth is, they are fools.
They will never know the great thrill that is madness.
To go over that edge.
Untether yourself from that great anchor that is sanity.
Free yourself from its grievous gravity and fly with me.
It is here that you can embrace the impossible, that true genius can be achieved.
There is no right or wrong, nor up or down.
It is your safe escape from the perils and hardships of life.
It is right around the corner, beckoning you.
Let it in.
Let it in.
That pesky voice in your head that tells you there are rules, that makes you feel guilt, that is just life attempting to keep you down.
Be free with me.
Free, in madness.
It is the one cure for all your ills.