Anesthesia

I pray every night for madness
by comfort in pain
by indifference in absence
and in the rationale of things

by madness

every night
I cry for fear it

anesthesia

There is no fear in madness.
there are only feelings misinterpreted
caged on a gray brain,
without any key.
sucking all life with your black hole eyes.

no fear, no pain and no distance between now and nevermore.

but, there is an action.
a distraction within a blink of an eye

where two points on a same sheet that folds, meet.
and here comes the boom end!

Soothing, calm and quiet.