Consequences Of A Warring Mind Poem by May N

like vines, your mind twists
winding your thoughts
creeping along with stealth
a hush echoes as you make your way

angry winds rush through
chaos occurs once you hit
violent red hues the sky
a war has ensued

a silence has spoken
the loud silence has come
where the weak litter the ground
and smoke rises through

now your mind works again
forming new plans and schemes
to eliminate the unwanted
no mercy for the innocent

taking actions once again
dropping death among your enemies
where they shower you with guilt
the guilt you do not feel

and the process now repeats
till the reaper claims your life
and buries your twisted mind
till the peace comes again