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Insanity

March 11, 2016
By WhiteNoise PLATINUM, Easley, South Carolina
WhiteNoise PLATINUM, Easley, South Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
"My name is Jeff!!"


I sit still, almost dead
Insults flying through my head
I’m tangled in a strait jacket
Wussy, retard, f**
I went primal
Transformed, final
I broke his jaw, I heard it pop
And I do say, I loved to see it drop
I almost committed murder
Stopped before it went further
I sat, grimy and dirty
I was bloodthirsty
I went for the kill
His blood I’d have my fill
I would kill this man, no this boy, that I did see
For I saw that this boy was yours truly
No one could save me from me
Now you know I went crazy
I was stuck inside a padded room
My soul I did consume
I wish I could give it to Heaven, not Hell
But, alas, it’s not mine to sell
I am tied to this world, and so are you, forever and ever
Until my single lifeline is severed
I see the boy once again
And he looks so…foreign
He is black as night
Deprived of light
Pale as a ghost
And he does boast
“Who are you to cause my demise?
I am you, in you I reside
I know your innermost fears
All about your judgmental peers
I know things you don’t though
Kill me now, you’ll never know.”
I am shocked by this figure
I know little; I am a sinner
But I can tell when I hear lies
Evil is what this demon implies
I know nothing, I don’t see
What the hell is wrong with me?
This is my fight, and mine alone
I won’t win, I’m not fully grown
I ponder these things as I sit in the ward
Partly unconscious from the medicine my veins stored
I look back at my past and laugh at what I wrote and what I drew
I also laugh because you don’t see your demon laughing right in front of you.


The author's comments:

A couple of years ago I went to an insane asylum for suicidal reasons. There was a kid there who talked so much trash and I snapped. I almost killed him, but I was placed into solitary confinement, and I was so out of it that I pictured the boy as myself. So, mentally, I tried to kill myself if that makes sense. And just like me holding back on killing the kid in the asylum, I held back on destroying my mentality. Everything is better now :) I am now in a place where I am loved and cared for. When i write, I write from past perspectives. Please keep that in mind whenever you read my pieces. Thank you :)


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