I don’t know what insanity is. If losing control of my own life Is an explanation for my behavior Then hold me down... Inject me with the serum

I can’t control myself anymore. Close my eyes and sleep. Shake the fears away. Take long deep breaths in and out. Or think about anything positive.

I’m tired Of the way You look at me With such a pitiful stare I’m sick of your glare

Venomous fangs Pierce the flesh Injecting the poison Seeping inside... Trembling flesh...

Creation in it’s magnificence A prism of all hues Nature’s beauty at it’s finest Captivating muse Flowers bloom in shades of color

Metallic and cold With an image like death Sharp on two lines Inhale to lose your breath Stab yourself and bleed

I can’t shake this feeling It haunts me in my dreams Intense pain of nausea overwhelms… Slumbering unconsciously In the abyss of my mind

A fading hope Like wasted dreams Spiraling down... Molting feathers... Leaving scars...

In many tales it came cloaked and shrouded in black Awaiting the moment With no haste To take thy soul back

I hear a faint whisper A teardrop stain my cheek Calling out my name Where no one can hear Shimmering gossamer wings

The famous quote... I’m sure you all can finish that s… So it seems like the truth. Metaphorically speaking. Throw the stones.

My eyes... Are wide open Behind closed eyelids I fake being asleep In hopes to drown

Shackled Mortal Fondle your feeble mind That is a stigma Imprinted on your flesh Weakened your soul