Madness

The first sign of madness
Is voices in your head
And not being able to differentiate
From what it real or not there
Ask any writer
Where did this story come?
All of them will tell you
A magic land inside their
brain

The voices in their head
They told them what must be said
To share with you their beauty
The ugly parts too
Their characters are real to them
As real as me and you

The places they have shown
They visited them as well
They rode on the unicorn
And fought a dragon too
These places are all true
As true as me and you

They swooned for the captor
And feared for their life
They cried when the father died
As if it was real life
Their feeling from their heart
They can't tell real or not apart

Each story forms a memory
Of made friends or found enemies
Each place they visited
Like a place they let you stay
They will talk about their work
They will recall the tales told
They'll tell as if it was to them
Very, very real!

It is you that is crazy
If you question their reality
Their art is their passion
It helps them to find reason
If a writer doesn't write
Then this is when they'll go insane
With voices screaming their name
Dragging them into their virtual plane

So hold onto their hand
As they lead you into a magical land
For what they share could be real too
More real than me and you