In the shadows of the night, it creeps,
A silent voice that never sleeps.
Within the mind, it plants its seed,
A whisper turned to urgent need.

The world outside begins to blur,
Reality and dream concur.
A dance of thoughts that never rest,
A chaos that consumes the best.

In madness, there’s a twisted grace,
A beauty in the wild embrace.
A realm where logic dares not tread,
A sanctuary for the led.

But in the end, what will remain,
Of sanity, when lost to pain?
A mind adrift, forever free,
In the depths of insanity.