ThE MaD I OwN

There was a time

Where we tend to stay in the dark

The dark was ours

followed by a melody of the swan

Dived into it

The water

Water was everything the soul needed

It was me and I was it

Larger than the art of life

At first creation felt like all I'm not

That was until I lived long enough to realize the reflection

It was me, I was it

I let it burn with and without me

Take me to the ashes

Where I could collect the lost pieces

It was everything, and everything was it

Falling apart and falling through

How would the shadows of "I"

Breaking do

The corpses you see

The ones I own

This mad is where I call home