The Madness & The Abyss (for Candy & Disciple)
The Madness & The Abyss
If madness and the abyss could speak, I see the two of you have met…
You clearly provide some comfort in the places you’d least expect…
And yet, there’s something unsettling here…something I can’t forget
I wonder about your languages and things that you both regret.
When I read y’all I feel neglect…I feel pain and some sort of darkness,
I feel the rattling of some cages, but the ignition of something sparkin’
Flowers damaged by arson…infatuations countered by marksmen…
I see a mutilated Westside story about that Maria from Spanish Harlem…
Unhinged thoughts, so hypnotic…I’m almost trippin’ reading too deeply
There’s faint twinges of my own life when I see the two of you speaking…
Incompletion doomed to repeating…the resistance of the spectrum
The neglect of pain so deep that y’all didn’t wanna tell ‘em…
I see ravines that we’ve all fell in…and bars that were just felon,
I hear and read your minds and I understand what you’re sellin’…
Mothers, designed helpful…brothers who act unexpected,
Sisters that are so distant they can’t deny what you tell ‘em.
Spouses and sex addictions…sex addictions on strangers couches,
Ruled by physical rulers that are just children inside your houses…
Be it your Gods flavored by poison…or poison that tastes sweet…
Understand that I understand…That thought always takes weeks.
a feminine touch that is light, not as strong as being destroyed…
Rape isn’t something that takes you when you lose yourself to a void.
Darkness holds to your peace…what’s peaceful feels like it’s chaos
Matter fact, peace is a fraud in the face of the coming payoffs.
Psychopathic, schitzophrenic, scrambled brains - whatever the label
The non judgement of empty threads can give us something to table…
Feasts created for Kings…dwarfed by feasts for the able,
When they haven’t had the location to simply sit in their cradles.
Weighted blankets to wrap around us…silk that’s pink to the touch…
Women relieved of their cells ‘til their children split up their love…
Multiple kids, multiple men…I’ve been a goat in the lions den
Familiar feelings detour them…while bad ones feel like their friends.
Moons revolving their planets; planets splintered from light,
Right up until it burns out and these black holes can absorb our lives.
Suicide couldn’t save us cause we’ll split til there’s no shine…
We’ll separate as we combust, and if we die we can all combine.
Hang in there y’all.
Re: The Madness & The Abyss (for Candy & Disciple)
Re: The Madness & The Abyss (for Candy & Disciple)
You must've been bored to read their entire thread and write this based on what you read lol. Pretty unique approach to a topic, even if the base idea has been done a bunch of time, your source material is fresh. Writing as usual was pretty smooth. The technical approach has always been your strong suit, even though sometimes I feel like you overlook a syllable or two but it's never anything major. Usually, it's like a "it" or "he" or something small like that which would've been smoother if you'd leave it out. As is though, cool read.
