Insanity Poem by stuart bayne

Insanity



Heavens open and poor forth rain,
Drowning everything in sorrow.
Sky's shatter and let in the wind,
stirring all thoughts into chaos.
It Must cease, It must cease.
The cloud's go away,
uplifting the wearing soul.
Glass is repaired,
Calming insanity for a time.

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