A screaming head, without an ill <br />No wonder cure or miracle pill <br />For the disease is all in the mind <br />Shadows beckon you to find, <br /> <br />Darkness looming close at hand <br />Sanities timer out of sand <br />Silent voices in your head <br />Noise enough to wake the dead <br /> <br />Manic laughter, desperate cry <br />Whispered wants, beg to die <br />Replaying conversations had <br />No ticket needed, driven mad<br /><br />Paula Robinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/madness-2/
