Of Insanity

The icy tendrils of loneliness wrap around my heart,
Cold, Freezing.

Chasing all warmth of joy from my being,
Silent, Empty.

I try to cheer up and be happy,
Smile, Joy.

But, I get dragged back down into the hellish depths,
Pain, Fear.

Faking every emotion known to man,
Breaking, Cracking.

I don\'t know why I am like this,
Anger, Hatred.

But, for now I\'ll sit in my drab room,
Lonely, Forgotten.

And stare at white walls,
Insanity, Madness.