Living Mad

Darkness inside us. content in its place. some think it’s a fight, posessed to find its way out.

No. Darkness is unbothered & getting comfortable. Planting roots, digging deeper… slowly, gradually.

Darkness inside us. familiar enough that we may fail to recognize its growth.

Darkness becomes us. But why cant they see it? If I am no longer me, alone without light, why can’t they see it?

Until it is too late. And I am gone.

Written 4-17-2025