As your world slowly burns to ashes
You cry out in angry lashes
Your thoughts are racing
While your senses are degrading
You’re torn to shreds by your own mind
Your sanity, you left far behind
Your frown turns to a pointed grin
Shut the world out, let the voices in
Your eyes turn a bright red
You’re worse than the monsters under the bed
Your sword slice your sister’s life
Your words pointed sharper than a knife
Your laugh fills the empty hall
You await your turn as the king falls
You take his place in the throne
There you are, back at home
Souls screaming, stench in air
Pitch black turns to white hair
The voices growing louder in your head
The one you used to be is dead
You turn back to face yourself
Take out your profile from the shelf
Joker Nightington, the knight of Hell
Made a king when the other fell
YOU ARE READING
Hello, Just Me Here
RandomJust some writing to get my mind off things, not all are good but they're there.