Slipping Slowly slipling Fading Slowly fading Into darkness Into nothingness I hang On the edge One hand Gone I try to hold on But The other It's gone too Darkness SlowlyΒ Β consumes Everywhere I look darkness Silence Slight laughter Distant But it creeps Closer Closer A light flickers on Its over head Closer Closer A clown emerges Its tward the corner Black paint Sinister smile Evil My sanity Slipping Grip on reality Weakened Sight Slowly fading Laughter again This time from the Clown Were more alike Than you tought Me and the clown you see Look at him now Seems hes lost it too
Not all works are from my perspective, this is one of them.