Insanity Or Death the Mind of a Survivor

Enters Shawnteysmo Searching for the right answers using the wrong clues Trying to cure cancer when clutching a carpenters tools Handed death or mental disaster the latter I did choose Like dog without a master Im breaking all the rules I speak when I'm not chosen turn football games to news Steal tanning beds leave lotion give vagrants home and shoes When insane lies are useless nothing has me influenced My brain just produces the truth in it I am fluent Zip!! The beam from a ray gun knocks shawnteysmo unconscious and then enters Dr. Mindbender Me I'm a whole different character,My opinions are scarier I am who makes them eat what they serve,When they play in the street I'm that car they deserve,At the last moment I swerve,The kind of torment that unnerves,I saute my pen and eat all the verbs,I've no use for friends so I dont pull my words I say those things that disturb your sleep,The thoughts I bring keep you tongue in cheek I am those mental splinters that enter into a place so tender the pain delivered could rupture your liver,Almost sinister but the offspring of a minister Click! the lights go out and there is the sound of a scuffle the lights return and shawnteysmo has vanished Dr. mindbender is tied up in a corner and before us stands The General I have been commissioned,To upgrade the position,Of all who will listen No need for salutations just pay attention to direction In the face of negative aggression we will continue progression We will not waver, cower or sleep amongst flowers,We will devour the devourers We will hunger only for respect and eat justice for protein Our voices of thunder will reflect and break mental beams We will willingly pay this pennance and scrutinised will be every sentence And when seemingly all is finished we will then ask for forgiveness It all becomes cloudy I shake those three personalities away regain focus and now Im back to myself............................Sha'ntez I cherish my regrets so how could I choose death In marriage myself and stress I accept nothing less I feast on my pain so I'm already insane Barefoot in the rain chewing on a sugar cane I've been without breath pressure almost left my chest The sickle of the best almost took my flesh The fallen are the shields that remained on battlefields So never will I yield I'll have to be killed