Season of Madness

The season of madness is here,

I love it so much i become it every night,

It's not just once a year,

It's in the uncertainty away from my light,

Every second of this deadly time

I don't believe in what came before,

It doesn't seem to want to rhyme,

I'm not even lying to myself anymore.

Do I even care as much as I did last verse

And did I really give anything then,

For i know I'll be leaving all cold and terse

If the light drifts back again.

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