They convince us
Make us craze the rare,
The unorthodox, the plagues that once existed
Without a trace they have escaped without care
Now they are back
Hiding out with knives
Waiting to cut you open
Like so, they plant within me
And I do the slaying
Only what a delusion
It is solely me
And my rotting perception
Denying my evil
Trying to explain these terrible things
That have latched onto my mind
That have clouded my sanity
Of what is right and what is wrong
I beg not to be crazy
I beg not to be cruel
I beg to see a reality
That exist within the light
To not crave,
To not anger,
To not lust,
To let me live a normal life
Only we are fed the lie
That if it is not intense, not crazy
It is meaningless
We are boring, we will fade away
Into meaning nothing
And existing as dust
We will die, forgotten
As few select others will rise
Into being everything
Living on forever
As we go back to the black
To never exist
Killing even our cries
Even our laughters
This is why I beg to slaughter
And to fight for my right
To stay alive within these minds
Or so I fraud
Of not being scared
I am terrified and lonely
With no real companion
Alive in no head
Telling myself tis why
But I will never know
It is all a desloated try
To understand this empty heart of mine
I need some guidance, any pointers would be helpful. Also if you can or can't understand it. Sometimes my writing is a little confusing.