Madness versus Sanity

Sitting in a room,
in a house,
haven't been out in days,
nothing exsists
to pass the time,
except madness.
Pure madness
engulfs the inner
being.

The lion roars,
the child cries.

Moments pass,
not sure where they went.
I didn't see them walk away.
They evaporated.

It's everywhere.
Everywhere.
Make it stop.
Please.

Madness ensues.
The beasts inside
want out.

Twitch.
A lion.
Twitch.
A Child.

Sanity is forced.
Holding the beastly madness
back, to the inside.
Sanity is struggling
to maintain power.