Method to my Madness

by Michael D Nalley

Method to my Madness

There is a method to my madness
A solemn sorrow to my sadness
Perception to my point of view
A reason for my rhyme to you

You are the apple of my eye
Forbidden fruit for which to die
Angels in heaven know not my hell
Nor felt the shame of how I fell

I've tried so hard to prove my love
Praying for mercy from above
Sought redemption to ease my pain
Searched my soul to please my brain

Methods to my rhymes and reasons
Are like the cycles of the seasons
Spring and summer only lead to a fall
Lovers love endlessly to heed a call.