Psychotic
I never quite understood.
I did as you would,
Yet I never succeeded,
My failures were repeated.
I've lost all sanity,
Shunned by humanity.
Now you've finally gone and done it.
I've fallen in your pit.
My insanity, I denied,
But no matter how hard I tried,
There remained a hunger down inside,
By which I must abide.
It was all your fault
You rejected my cult,
Laughed, then put me away your vault.
Your psychotic tendencies pushed me over.
Given no chance to hide or cover.
You never did care.
Never thought I'd dare.
I'm bewildered in surprise,
How did I bring you to your demise?
Your throat I took grasp
Your eyes then rolled back.
With my last stab,
Your throat I no longer grab.
Before I remove the knife from the hole,
I've placed an anathema upon your soul.
All I am is lost.
And your life paid my cost.
This time you were the one
Lost, lost in my deception.
I was damned from the beginning.
Never understanding anything.
You never did suspect.
Finally I've restored my self-respect.

Written by: Stephanie J.

12-30-99

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