In the silence of the night, whispers start to creep,
Shadows dance upon the walls, in madness they seep.
The mind’s dark corners, a labyrinth of despair,
Where sanity falters, and reality tears.
Chaos reigns within the soul, a storm without end,
A relentless torrent, where thoughts twist and bend.
The abyss calls out, with its cold, empty voice,
In the madness, thereâs no longer a choice.
Echoes of insanity, they linger in the air,
Haunting every heartbeat, with a relentless stare.
The world outside, a distant, fading dream,
As the mind unravels, in a silent, endless scream.
Yet in this dance of shadows, a strange comfort lies,
Embracing the abyss, where the lost soul flies.
For in the depths of madness, a twisted peace is found,
In the chaos and the whispers, where the heart is unbound.