there’s a mad man in my brain
he’s chasing after me
he screams and cries out
the chase never ends
it’s a constant battle
to gain control
usually it is won
sometimes though
it is lost
once the battle is lost
it becomes another struggle
to gain control
the mad man never gives up
he is relentless
he is pursuant
he’s always following me
i can’t shake him off
sometimes i sit still
i think maybe he’ll leave
but he doesn’t
he stays and stares
his stare pounds my brain
his stare drives me insane
his stare….
the stare of the mad man