sLaCkEr's blog: "Head Thoughts"

out of my mind like an asylum is an institution used to relieve the afflictions of my insanity am I really lucid? 'cause these thoughts in my head I can't explain I want to go away but the only way out is not an exit so i drift off down a corridor of my own prison pausing occasionally to look back over my shoulder as if paranoid of the demons in which I've created are they real? or are they just illusions I ask myself,"Why?" "Why me?", I say and in return out of nowhere some one answers "Why not?" ~~sLaCkEr copyright2007

black as the darkness a room with no light the demons are screaming they play in the night and in this darkness a red soon appears as if it were bleeding from all of your fears but it doesn't take long this dream from within 'cause it seems to be real this darkness of sin an undesirable emotion between gods and men a prison of souls with a blood crippling end encased in the blackness a room with no light as the red starts to bleed down the walls closing tight and then once again the demons will scream an ear piercing mayhem that could not be a dream so what does this mean these words that I write? I don't know I can't tell you they just started tonight so as they come to me these words I put down the blackest of darkness in my head all around when will it end this torturous hell? or will it continue from this dark prison cell? ~~sLaCkEr copyright2006