The real question should be, “Have we all gone mad?”. Perhaps this question doesn’t require any real response, because we all know the answer. It repeats itself over and over and over again in our heads.
Some go mad for love, some go mad from it. For hate, from hate… from regret… from loneliness… from pain.
We all live with madness, we’re born to become it. We just need to learn to embrace it as part of ourselves.
And god damn that’s probably the worst part.