Insanity is so sweet
Its my own personal treat
A normal life is something i cannot afford
After seeing so much blood poured
With a razor in my hand
Too many cuts to be able to stand
I laugh at how pathetic i am
Im an attention whore
I deserve more
But i find pleasure in pain
So many scars Will always remain
Insanity is something i crave
Finding peace in its lonely embrace
But its a trap i fall for time after time
Only i can hear the banshee's whine
I destroy myself, for i am the only one brave enough to go near
I don't hold in the screams, as no one can hear
Brick by Brick and piece by piece
Insanity being my only release
So with hollow eyes and a fake smile
Ill trick you into believing i am worthwhile
Ill pull you into my trap
There Will be no turning back
Born without a soul and my heart long gone
Ill show you eternal night, never again will you see dawn
So misery needs company
Insanity chose me
Ill go down willingly
Because Im no longer a human, i am now a beast
So insanity Will give me the ultimate release
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Insanity
PoetryInsanity is repeating the same thing over and over and expecting different results. But soon, when something different happens, you crave the old.