How can we trust our sences?
Is what I see what you see?
Is what I hear what you hear?
I think not!
My emotions are not your emotions,
I do not feel things the way you do -
for I am me and you -
you may not even be there!
The fine line between genius and madness is easy crossed.
so what is madness?
Is madness the darkness which sometimes takes me,
to a place no-one should ever be taken?
Isn,t that a kind of madness?
Surely this crazy world man has made for himself must be a kind of madness,
a kind of dark folly,
an action; which once done,
cannot be undone.
Who would create such a place except one taken by a madness,
one in a darkness -
like the darkness which sometimes takes me.
