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Descent Into Madness [POEM]

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Kyrie 02/15/20
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It is the silence

that makes us mad,

but it is the silence

that controls our madness.

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Heavy Themes

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Descent Into

Madness

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Descent Into Madness [POEM]-[IC]It is the silence
[IC]that makes us mad,
[IC]but it is the silence
[IC]that controls our madn

ıllı Annie ıllı

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I've heard of my name before,

yet I knew nothing about it,

it is familiar and foreign,

this peculiar name of mine,

I believe I knew of it

as much as I knew not of it,

my name, what on earth is my name

that I often guarded so?

Am I someone with a name,

for I had claimed that I have one,

and yet, do I not have a name

since I couldn't recall it?

And if I did have a name,

what is the purpose of my life?

Did I serve the nobility

or have no master at all?

Am I a pawn of some game,

the chosen sacrificial lamb?

Or am I trapped within a hoax

to which I can't escape from?

I oft ask, "What is my name?"

to which the small ones answer it,

and they tell it with such hushed tones

obscured by the loud silence,

But beyond the wee voices

do I hear voices of the gods

akin that to a thunderclap,

so loud, yet with clarity,

It's the chatty little ones

that forces me to deviate,

but to whom do I separate,

even then, I do not know,

Though they might have the answer

to the question that's in my head,

but they seem to be quite selfish

in regards to that notion,

But even so, even so,

they all tell me next to nothing,

instead, they try to imitate

the life of which I still have,

It's the silent little ones

that are out there, waiting for me,

to hound me and to harass me,

to ruin my sanity,

They share not with me my name

to take hold my identity,

to become me and take my place

and ruin all that I have,

They whisper, "It's for the best

for you to remain so clueless

of the life that you had before,

so not thy name,"

But what is it in that name

that makes me yearn and crave for it?

Though do I truly have such name,

or am I some nameless serf?

Who am I? What is my name?

Could someone tell me who am I?

Who am I? What on earth's my name?

Who knows my identity!?

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