I'm psychotic,
You say it like
I don't know.
You think I can't see it?!
I know I'm insane,
As if my scars wouldn't
Give that away.
I know I'm psychotic,
Thank you very much.
The blood on my hands,
Covering my face,
Still warm and wet,
Is a hint, if you need it.
I kill people.
It's what I do.
I love it.
The bloodlust.
The power.
The death
In your
Eyes.
I'm psychotic,
I went insane some time ago.
I stopped fighting,
Gave up any hope
That anything better
Was waiting.
Never lose hope.
Or you'll be psychotic.
Like me.
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BINABASA MO ANG
Musings of the Insane
PoetryThis is more or less a sequel to Nightmares, only this one will mostly be freestyle poetry. The same warning applies to this one. Also, if easily triggered, do not read, please. Thanks and enjoy.