Madness

Madness

Or rather, half-madness. It could be. 

I'm not sure quite what to think, or see.

It's been so long.

A year ago was the beginning, then half later, the bitter end of our song.

Half again, I hear your voice, an echo from behind a locked door.

Carrie? Don't call me that anymore.

Anger has been building up I've been trying to quell.
It's an acid, burning my hope, happiness, and peace. I'm helpless to it's spell.

Or am I? I'm looking for someone new. I might have found someone.
After all this time I might have a first chance again, I'm finally done.

Why would you do this to me? Come back to turn my vision to black and red?
Don't try to bring back our love, it's lone been dead.

But then again there's always the memory of the pure joy I felt we shared.
It's an underlying temptation, conflicting with my anger, and I'm feeling scared.

What does this madness?


This song says everything else I couldn't say above.