Beautiful Madness Poem by Dave Scott

Beautiful Madness



I sit in the darkness
But I can see my hand

Glowing with a pulse
Against all odds

Overcoming
The empty solitude

A once empty room
Tainted with madness

Beautiful Madness
Sunday, June 24, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Robert Murray Smith 24 June 2018

It is certainly fitting for you The Phantom on this site. Everywhere going Nowhere.

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Dave Scott

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Atlanta, Georgia
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