Delusional Death

Another sleepless night, wide awake I am staring the light rays from the lamp post beneath the blind Its not about the caffeine I consumed Its just my head messed with thoughts Quizzed with thousands of questions My wilting ears are hearing things I trapped in this weird illusion A form of glitches with a mere faces of lunatic demons Mutilated bodies floating on a polluted pool, A repetition of chant in a superstitious cult Its already 3 in the morning A sound of barking dogs piercing through my ears Adding up the mess I beg God To put an end to this Its worsening Im wondering When will it end I know it will , soon Yes it will I could see the creature Blocking the light rays Im pretty sure my last sight was a wide grin of The Ripper.