Madness
You know it when you see it
Chattering teeth, evil stares
Secretive whispers not so secretive
Destroying everything that crosses their paths
They are never happy always bitter
Strangely they believe they aren’t doing anything wrong
They want to believe they are harmless
Walking the halls aimlessly creating chaos where there is calm
There is one person who sees them clearly
The thing they desire most is peace
Unsure how to obtain it they wait
They observe and listen
Surely the opportunity will come to restore order
Words LIFE Breathe write 