My madness comes and goes
It ebbs and flows like an insane tide
Carrying upon it the strewn wreckage of a former life

"Try harder, make your life calls my insane sea, and I will again destroy it"
Always reaching,keeping my head above the ever pounding waves

Flowing towards an ever brightening distant shore,only to be pulled back
I try harder to do it again

Alas, I,ve been pulled beneath caught in the undertow
Held in a final embrace by the salty,sweet hands of my sea of madness
Then taken to the dark depths never again to smell the air or feel the sun
I guess I didn,t try hard enough.