Poem #7//Madness

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It snuck up on me.
Lurking in the shadows.
It waited-

Waited for the right time.
For when I was mighty and high.
It kicked me-

Kicked me all the way down.
It wants me to stay there.
It's holding me-

Holding me as tight as it can.
It's going to last a long time.
It's watching me-

Watching as I slowly go insane.
It's tearing my insides apart.
It's hoping-

Hoping that I give up the fight.
It doesn't want me to go on.
It's making me-

Making me think horrible things.
It's waiting for the perfect time.
It striked-

Striked me straight in the heart.
It knew it was going to hurt.
It's praying-

Praying for me to not get back up.
It wants me to stop the madness.
It paused-

Paused to let me make my own decision.
It wants me to realize my own insanity.
It's waiting-

Waiting for me to make my decision.
It's ready to watch me tear myself apart.
It's ready-

Ready to destroy everything I love.
It's happening all at once.
It's crashing-

Crashing against my weak walls.
It's breaking me down.

It won-
~a.k.

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