Leave me alone. Words that should never be spoken.
It is a form of madness to pretend to isolation.
The world is all that is and that is all you feel as well.
How does one escape oneself if not by madness?
But even then, disenfranchised from reason
I cannot be removed from what I feel, unless
a lethal act is my choice.
Suicidal loonies inside us have to make arguments,
present some form of manifesto,a structure
even dilapidated, a man made ruin is architecture...
Declare the madness, act it out, yet you escape nowhere
you and I lost in the mist we make to shroud our desire to
not be responsible for what we feel, yet we feel what we are
and denial is not a luxury afforded even to the mad.
Leave me to be me,
no lonelier than I am when in the company
of a mad hatter at tea.
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