Have you ever looked into the eyes of madness
Someone who brings only sadness
Seen into the eyes of someone with no conscience
They are usually obnoxious
A person with madness in their eyes
Live their lives in disguise
In their own reality
Justifying actions of insanity
Rape, murder, extortion, reality is distortion
Arson, kidnapping, theft, till there is nothing left
Never test the anger
As they can be an enchanter
Psychopaths and Sociopaths
Mental illness is their wrath
They travel through the light
Causing trouble in the night
Some victims are rich, some are poor
Both the young and the old
Jails not the answer, sanitariums don’t mend
For most of them, they will suffer in the end
Exiting Echoes in the Mist
Of the voices never heard with the silence slowly stirred
Tempest storms of their eyes darkened clouds in the skies
Of the silent whispers slurred vacant voices valiantly resist
Of the existing echoes in the mist…
Sanitariums do sustain broken thoughts of a banished brain
Endless thunder within the core wounded words to explore
Tangled tongues in the drain where lachrymal lakes do exist
Of the existing echoes in the mist…
Murmurs move thru empty waves slumberous are the slaves
Unaccepted utterance to moan hanging hearts turn to stone
Standing by their graves with phantom screams in their midst
Of the existing echoes in the mist…
Sounds of sadness in frozen air chilling cries abandoned prayer
Can you hear the voices speak modulations of their mystique?
Can you feel vibrations flare in collapsing fingers to make a fist?
Of the existing echoes in the mist…
Dec.02.2018
Voices
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