Never more honest than when I am here
a pure goat climbing the mountain to see what’s at the top
and who will be there.
Madness will set you free
and I see the burning wheels in my hands
and in my nightmares
madness set me free
and rules will only serve as gentle reminders
that others wait to be unlocked.
You test me-
like a trial of physical endurance and
mental fortitude and I find solace
in your quest-
to run at your speed only for you to sprint
and curse the chaser.
Stand on a one a scream it’s a seven
to truly be a ten I needth to remove
our beraings and live by no chain.
Madness removed the walls
learning the place I exist in
like it or not, I’ll peel
and adapt
trapped no more in petty withholding
and I’ll take what I want
and you’ll join me at the top-
madness won’t let thy go anywhere
alone-.
You’ll be the constant ticking in my skull
transferred details of a human I once was
and now exist as two
as one.
Saint's Muse 