Maddless

Where did my madness go, why’m I not sad?

Did somebody help me, did I do something glad?

I’m worried I’ve lost it, I’ve had it so long,

I ’member it’s smells and can’t say it felt wrong.

But that mad it’s now left me, will madness return?

And godless that day comes, I welcome that burn.

I’ll never fear madness or madnesses foes.

My highs are so high now, the lows don’t seem low.

Bring on the heat madness, come with your fire.

I’ve reversed all my energy, you’re pre-preretired.

If it wasn’t for madness, I wouldn’t have this.

So thank you Mad thank you, an unpardonable gift.

Now go on your way madness, go play and be free.

Let me wean you from anger, let me be your glee.

If I see something like you ’gain I’ll name it my friend.

Whatever it is, sure to help in the end.

Sadness or madness or anger or strife.

They all add to perfect percentage of life.