Strange apparitions
Moving kaleidoscopic
Giving me migraines

Keep me awake
The world imbued with weird hue
Augmented aura

The voice is raucous
Threateningly it tells me
What it has in store

I see death, decay
My people are perishing
At malice's hands

These wild conjectures
Billowing like forest fire
Ravage my rapt mind

I entertain them
Believing in them and thus
Imparting power

To dark delusions.
I didn't see that they'd lied
That they'd peddled frauds

That keep me locked in
To perpetual horrors
That torment the mind

I converse across
Continents. Had a whole chat
Across oceans

With a friend. It's mad.
It's as if a radio
Were lodged in my head

As time elapses
Their failure to fruition
Any truth makes me

Distrust the voices
Cynical I raise my doubts
They crow and laugh, but

My feet on the ground
I set to work destroying
Their reality

Trampling their world
By recreating my own
From the dull embers

Brash, cantankerous
The voices try forming thoughts
But I don't listen

A composition
I write my own monologue
Now, I am not theirs