• Is my brain screwed up and twisted
    for thoughts I think daily.
    -Born to be demented
    -Born to suffer
    Stripping your body it's time for supper
    I picture the ones I love
    Dieing by my hands. Not guns but
    knives. Slowly taking all of their lives.
    Do you think that I'm demented?
    Or is it you that's strange? I'll
    hang loved ones from a rope.
    Pointing and laughing as they scarm
    and choke.
    -Sinister visions plearsure in
    your pain. For me its funny you
    will die in vain.
    Opening my eyes realizing
    my home, padded room and alone.
    Thoughts now memories no one
    left to torment. Just me and
    my mind. Turning on myself nowhere
    to hide. Wishing for death of nothing.
    Just doses and pills.
    -Days of nothing
    -Memories of thrills
    When will death take me?!
    I can only hope. To make friends
    with my demons.
    So can I cope. Sain insanity
    Insanity sain. Confused for nothing.
    Laughing in tears, my head one of
    my worst fears.

    -Sanity for everyone
    Insanity for me
    Forever left alone with insanity
    my home....