I brought it upon myself
The time a day that foreshadowes my other existense
Jeporodizing life around me
From the highest hilltops to the darkest caves
Death waits to control my mortality
Lying in my own personal sweat
Trying to lay low and fight back the insane inside me
But the murderous montrosity within beckons its calling
Pulling me too my feet, and treading me
towards the empty streets
I try to cover my ears and close my eyes,
to keep what is evil inside me
But they force me to acknowledge their
presence, laughing in my face while at it
I scream vile threats in respond that they
be gone
But they instead just keep comming
I feel the need to protect what is rightfully
my sanity
Claiming a near by inatimate object as use of a weapon
I feel the rage wanting to fight back, and in
doing so thrashing at the mercifullnnes of
their hatred in spite of me
I can hear them scream agony beseaches them
Curtling criies of angst as they dissolve into the night sky
Me of which rant in victory claimed over the battle
Torn and tathered over such unneccesary battle
I slowly crept back to my benecolant sanctuary and rest in the process
The time the morning light glistens over
the horizon
There is feared talk over the blood shed of y fellow mortals upon the streets words spoken of
Manic Madness