Follia

Thank you, my Madness,

 

for making me docile and murderous,

fragmented and united.

 

You leap without rhythm,

dancing to every tune.

 

You expand the interior,

you mock every moral.

 

Your contrary tenacity calms me,

it makes me flow, slide!

 

Your cruelty overwhelms,

in the clouding of anger.

 

Protect your melody, your voice,

yourself and love.

 

Thank you, ancestral Madness, for blessing my reason and igniting my life!

Done