Figments Of The Mind (Poem)

My mind has deceived me yet again
What I see and hear can not always be understood

A vision of delight manifests itself right before my eyes
Regrettably the magnificent stage is always empty

The thwarted sounds of madness ring true
But these songs replay again and again for me

Hidden in the depths of what is reality or Hell
The orchestra will never cease to perform

In my world, filled with such figments of imagination
This symphony will always play with such beguiling grandeur

@Touching Madness

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