Treasure Island

Douglas McAntagart

(1972/09/26 / Scotland)

Confusion


head of puzzles and mazes
time tipped me, your crazy
vicious and cunning
loving and caring
condemn me of my wrongs
haunting with terror and insanity

think, what do you think
crazy, inhuman thoughts
thinking the unthinkable
future, present and past
madness drives them apart.

Do I know
Do I

The hidden sect
The forbidden fruit of life
Every mans paradise
Or a destroying vice
The hell all feared.

Darkness, sorrow the pain
Loneliness, heartbroken the shame
Attack, attack the head ponders on

Screams of unreal, running through my ears
Leave me alone
Get out, just get out

Submitted: Friday, September 11, 2009

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