At the Verge of Madness

I dwell along the edge of a cliff,

at the summit where there are no clouds to save me,

so that I may in the beautiful explore,

though one day I will as the lightning fall.

I live on the verge of madness,

beyond the dichotomy of good and evil,

walking in the dress of the most divine,

yet I am nothing but a weak man.

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Published in: on 15/11/2015 at 9:43 PM  Leave a Comment