Insane Poem by Brandon Hoeg

DONT RUN AWAY CAUSE I'LL COME AND FIND YOU
DONT TURN AROUND I MIGHT BE BEHIND YOU
SOMETHING LIKE ME MIGHT SCARE AND IS QUITE RARE
BUT BEWARE CAUSE IM YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE.

I SEE NOTHING BUT CONTINUE TO STARE
HERE VOICES BUT THERES NOBODY THERE
WANT TO DIE BECAUSE LIFE ISNT FAIR
WANT TO KILL BECAUSE I NO LONGER CARES
I DONT FEEL ANYMORE
EOMTIONS LOCKED AND KEPT IN STORE
MIND IS THINNING TO THE CARE
IM STARING BLANKLY AT THE FLOOR.

I SIT THERE QUIETLY AND THINK QUITE STILL
I KNOW THAT IM CRAZY AND I KNOW THAT IM ILL
I DONT WANNA HURT BUT I KNOW THAT I WILL
BUT IVE LOST ALL HOPE, ITS TIME TO KILL

BLOOD WILL FLOW
BODYS WILL GO
DIGGING DEEP HOLES
AND YOU WILL FILL'EM
NO ONE HAS KNOWN
ANGER HAS GROWN
NOW IT HAS SHOWN
TIME TO KILL'EM

EVILNESS STREAMING
I AM SATANS DEMON
TIME FOR SOME CLEANING
FEELS LIKE IM DREAMING
I AM PURE EVIL, I AM A SIN
IM A SICK MAGGOT, TIME TO BEGIN

THE VOICES ARE TALKING AND I START TO LISTEN
I LEAVE THE ROOM IN SEARCH OF MY VICTIM
IM WALKING NOW HUNTING MY PRAY
I CAN SMELL DEATH FROM A MILE AWAY
GETTING IMPATIENT TILL I FINALLY SEE
A WALKING YOUNG MAN AT THE AGE OF TWENTY THREE
HIS FACE FILLED WITH PAIN AND NEVER ENDING SORROW
I DECIDE TO END HIS TROUBLES SO I START TO FOLLOW
I START TO CHUCKLE CUZ WHAT GETS ME MOST
IS IM GOING TO KILL THIS YOUNG MAN AND HE DOESNT EVEN KNOW

RUNNING NOW TORWARDS HIM, KNIFE TIGHTLY GRABBED
POUNCE UPON HIM NOW AND TAKE MY FIRST STAB
STAB HIM IN THE STOMACH AND STAB HIM IN THE HAND
STAB HIM COUNTLESS TIMES BUT IVE ONLY JUST BEGAN
I THROW THE KNIFE, GRAB HIS NECK AND FURIOUSLY START CHOKING
SMASHING HIS HEAD ON THE GROUND TILL HIS SKULL STARTS TO OPEN
IVE NOW SHOWN SOMEONE HOW TO FEEL REAL PAIN
BUT I DONT CARE, IM INSANE.

BUT THEN I WAKE UP AND I START TO SCREAM
A SIGH OF RELIEF CAUSE IT WAS ONLY A DREAM
NONE OF IT HAPPENNED, IT WAS ALL IN MY HEAD
WAIT WHY IS THERE A BLOODY KNIFE IN MY BED

IM INSANE.......