"Turn it upside down"
They said
"Nobody likes a frown"
They said
Now they're six feet underground
Not yet dead
I listen to them scream
How sweet
The muffled loss of breath
How neat
How long 'til they all bleed to death?
What a treat
Blood scratching coffin doors
So wet
I'm sure they've learned their lesson,
Regret
Teach them to treat me
Like a pet
"Beat her with a stick"
No more
"Put it in it's cell"
No more
"Tie it to the surgeons table"
No more
The hatchet swinging by
My side
My eyes welled up with
Eager pride
.....
Now time to find the doctor
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Blood and Sanity
PoetryPoems from the darkest of minds. This collection of disturbing poems comes straight from the thoughts and experiences of our darkest nightmares themselves.
