I have become a mad man
running on a rampage
through fervid dreams.
My hands over my ears
falling, then rising again.
Shouting, cursing
with a two edged sword
coming from my mouth.
Madness surrounds me
and surges up from within.
I am lost within the roar
of a giant dragon.
Its hot breath driving me
I can find no escape.
I run into my madness
to a world full of delirium
and for some reason I like it.
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A contest entry
- Poet's Choice IV by Luna Tique Fringe.
1750 points, ended June 1, 32 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This is a bit different from what I've read of yours before. For some reason, I like it
Thanks for entering.


