Have you ever seen what insanity actually looks like?
It starts as a thin white line on the horizon,
not a physical thing you can see but it exists.
As you step towards it, it quivers and shakes like a recording of a voice or a singer.
Closer to the horizon the air around the line distorts and land changes colour;
before it was white underfoot, now turf stretching to a chasm.
The closer to going crazy; the closer to the abyss until you’re stood right on the edge,
ready to fall forever.
you have to