Paranoid delusions
Of a feeble mind
Monstrous visions
Of a bleak seething kind
Volitile words scattered like sand
From a downtrodden shell
Of a neanderthal man
Unlock the door
And venture inside
A horrific sight
Is all you will find
In a dark damp room
On a stone cold floor
Sanity appeared
And then it was gone
A wall of hysteria
Imprisons this fiend
While he waits impatiently
For it to cave in
Aged beyond reason
Once a stable young man
Thrown to uncertainty
Eventually gone mad
His pieces of puzzle
That no longer fit
His final psychosis
No candle is lit
Degenerate further
In the core of his soul
Here lies the ID
Where evil unfolds
Abused and abandoned
Cast off to shame
A score to settle
To find someone to blame
Thirsty for blood
Whatever the cost
He chooses his victim
This little boy lost
Deep in the fog
It is filed away
Along with the others
To reek havoc someday
very vivid images ...
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