Sweet Madness

Dying mutualism blighted by the dissonance of perception Ostracizing the desires of once affable affection Dissolving the passion of our fleeing infatuation As we stand and deprecate love's degradation What madness is this? What anger overcomes the madness of love? Though apathy seems keener than empathy to most For most in this world are hatred-engrossed Choking in the atmosphere which man tainted morose The heart of a lover is often pressed closed What madness is that? What hatred overcomes the tenderness of love? No longer shall our hearts be allowed to wage war Let us return to the days when our hearts could adore I was lost in despair with darkness before But you were a beacon on the distant shore I pressed to the light but in the waves was consumed Drowning in darkness was the fate I presumed In the waves of desperation I was completely entombed At last I had reached my end, my doom But faintly I heard a voice cry in desperation A hand darted through the torrent aimed with immaculate navigation The waves pulled ever harder, spurred on in aggravation But you were victorious. You were my salvation. Sweet madness at last. Madness of overwhelming love.