"In the depths of my mind, where shadows play
A world of forbidden thoughts, in darkness they lurk
The shadows creep, they crawl, they seep
Into my soul, where fears and doubts haunt me.

What terrors will they unleash, when they finally break free?
Will they consume me whole, like a darkness that's me?
And I'll be forever lost, in a sea of my own shadows.

Where the light of my sanity, will flicker out to sea
And the darkness will be my guide, my eternal destiny.

Time is running out, the clock is ticking fast
The shadows are closing in, and I'm forever to be past
The point of no return, where darkness reigns supreme
In the halls of this asylum, where madness is my theme.

The walls are crumbling, the floors creak with pain
The shadows dance upon them, like demons in the rain
I'm trapped in this labyrinth, with no escape in sight
Consumed by the darkness, that haunts me through the night.

These halls have witnessed horrors, beyond human comprehension
The screams of the ******, still echo through the corridors' desperation
The doctors' cruel experiments, the patients' endless pain
And I'm the latest victim, of this asylum's eternal reign."

"The doll's eyes gleam bright, with an otherworldly light
A heart of darkness beats, within its porcelain sight
Its stitched smile veils a sorrow, deep within
Ominous whispers fill the air that only darkness can hold"

"In moonlit silence, the doll's eyes gleam
A malevolent presence, in a porcelain dream
Its threaded smile hides a secret, a heart of pain
A whispered promise of terror, that echoes through the brain"

"With every glance, the doll's power takes hold
A whispered suggestion, that the mind cannot begin to unfold
It weaves a web of madness, with knots of fear and dread
A puppeteer of terror, with the owner's soul as its curse"


"In twisted dreams, the owner's mind does stray
Where shadows dance, and darkness holds its sway
The doll's presence lurks, a constant, eerie companion
Through winding corridors, where sanity cannot reside"

"In darkened dreams, the doll\'s face does twist
Eyes aglow, like embers from a witch\'s kiss
Its smile stretches wide, a grotesque, inhuman grin
As the owner's desperate screams, are muffled by the doll's shadowy core"


"The doll's dark presence lingers, a haunting, ghostly sigh
Echoes of madness whisper, as the owner\'s soul says goodbye
The doll's cold, dead eyes watch, as the darkness closes in
And the owner's screams are silenced, forever trapped within."