Voices of Madness by Mangus Khan
Summary
It hasn't been quite a year since I woke in cold sweat with the voices in my head. Less than a year since I could no longer ignore their haunting chants and mesmerizing melodies. They occupied my every thought. Aimlessly, I scribbled line after line until the voice stopped. Dazed from what was happening to me. Not sure, how or why. I figured that needed to pose several questions to myself.
I'm thinking can I finish what I started?
I'm thinking has passion left my soul?
I'm thinking when will the transformation begin and when will it end?
I'm thinking that my solitude is in the shadows?
I'm thinking what I do need to be free?
I'm thinking when I am will it be truly me?
I'm thinking here is the beginning?
I'm thinking about the moment I decided that I would no longer be afraid of being me. I stood, looking at the vessel of my freedom pass by.
I am inviting you to join me on this quest. A quest to understand my greatest mystery. Join me on in the quest of sifting through the flashes in my mind. Join me as I try to put them together. Putting together the flashes, forming the voices of madness
Subjects
- Poetry, Drama & Criticism
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