Ode to a psycho!HA!
I wrote a poem: actually I've written a lot of them,
but I wrote this one five min ago:
The quivering cloud of darkenss draws closer,
Fingernails scrape my flesh tearing inside
No longer must I fight the madness,
I am free and yet utterly still tourmanted,
Reaching, and grasping outward only makes the
pain and emptiness draw quicker,
Without warning the blackness grips me by the
It surrounds me, and I weep long after ceasing
I lie frozen, and glassy,
I am alone, in a space beyond senses,
My cold perpetual stare, looks,
Through living eyes,
At a world I cease to exist in.