BITS OF MADNESS
Blinding periodical bits of madness
that dances upon an estranged soul…
A blackness that permeated a once bright light
into a dull dark cloud,
Covering a wild hidden forest with its own
personal death shroud.
Echoes of solemn wolf howls flow through the deep woods,
releasing an invisible pain…
A song of despair is written,
as each instrument of nature plays its assigned part
pulling at broken heartstrings and
releasing bits of madness that
escape through the cold breeze of the blowing wind.
The dawn has just ended
and night has yet to begin.
-Ariana R. Cherry 2017
