Insanity

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So guys, this chapter may include more than one work, so check in if it doesn't notify you automatically. I'm regards to the first one; if you haven't figured it out I find colors very intriguing, so expect to see more of them. -Devious_little_Devil

Have You Ever Felt Blue

Have you ever been blue while seeing red?

Or sensed the sunshine rain drip down your features?

Have you ran and made a horrendous noise so you stop,

But all you want to do is run again?

Have you felt the freedom of the wind that restrains your limbs with cold

And leaves them inadequate.

Wanted to throw off the chains of expectation and join the unrefined cosmos

In their infinite dance?

Have you desired to meet the stars in the heavens and make them fall for you?

The want to be a living contradiction burns at the core, but rejuvenates those

Useless limbs and allows

For you to claw up through responsibilities

And live freely.

Have you ever been blue while seeing red?

A person whom you despise most certainly, while wanting them to see

Your world.

A world that would drive them mad without a doubt;

Just as it did you.

Have you ever wanted

To make others

Feel your blue?

Wow look I actually did get around to putting a new poem in, awesome.

Judge and Jury

No one belongs in here more than you, darling.

Not I, not they, all these people rotting away.

Now is the time to mourn, past the point of no return.

Turn our backs to the rest, who did what they thought best,

Because they found our stares disarming.

No one belongs in here more than you, darling.

Don't judge lest ye be judged,

I guess that didn't count for much.

You took one look and pulled the alarm,

though I never meant to do you harm.

All my sincerity washed away as I have to face you day after day.

Looking at me with the guise of a madman,

It's like seeing a mirror, of what my own mind expects.

You taught me to fear myself, and my clarity abandoned

Me.

Because who deserves to be put away?

The insane, or the ones who drove them to it?

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