One Night of Insanity

Insane, absurd these images haunting me I stand at a cowards stance To watch the witches ride the trees In the darkness of my room no light is shown I bleed with my knife in my hand From the cuts I have made on my own A cup filled with a bright and shiny drink My "friends" offer it to me I guzzle it down, let it fester into my stomach and sink Now hours on the end have passed me by The party has ended a while ago But I shake, shimmer and cry I have been poisoned by these enemies I swore were friends I rattle off nonsense But still plot my revenge Drug still in my vein I walk to their houses one by one Calling their names Brief moments pass and I pretend to be okay I laugh, talk, sing and giggle Make plans with them for tomorrows day Just as they turn to bid me good night I ambush their hearts With my shiny bright knife Watching them bleed and plead so I, wise in deceit Assure them I will get help and off I go But never to return just like they did to me Instead I run off far and far away Partaking with delight into a dark dream Years have gone by and my mind never returned to light I still cut deeply on my skin Just to keep track of the nights Forever remember that gruesome day When madness took over my mind Leading me far and astray