Poem: Madness

[zetasyanthis]

Madness is wonderful
and madness is kind;
Madness is terrible,
and madness is mine.

Hubris or madness or lunatic high
I have to stretch my wings;
Madness will tell me that I can fly
and that I'll be caught by these things.

Madness is beautiful;
it rents the sky
with the power of the magic I wield.
I step through a gate, not
knowing my fate
and in this, my madness I wield.