Madness
This madness forming up inside, its chaos made by my own mind.
This heart has gone piercing numb from my uncontrollable raging anger.
I feel as if I was bottled up inside finally breaking, shards of chaos fly in every direction; hitting all the objects in the room.
Not fully free from my mindless riot.
Everything falling out of place, changing every face.
Now it feels as if nothing matters, only the anger that escapes the rigorous being.
Unwillingly fleeing, it takes its time to disappear.
Finally gone...
You realize what a mess you made.
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