A mind can burn
So white hot
That it bleaches the senses
And dislocates the soul
Did you know that?
And sleep can be terrifying
Because of haunting dreams
Dreams of huge steel wheels
With vicious toothed cogs
All waiting to catch and crush
As the dreamer slips and falls
Reality etches with acid
Ignoring hopes and plans
And the innocent shall scream
As the guilty creep away
Food turns to maggots
And drink turns to ****
And this is the intensity
Of madness
By Phil Roberts
Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 2:56 AM UTC
A mind can burn
So white hot
That it bleaches the senses
And dislocates the soul
Did you know that?
And sleep can be terrifying
Because of haunting dreams
Dreams of huge steel wheels
With vicious toothed cogs
All waiting to catch and crush
As the dreamer slips and falls
Reality etches with acid
Ignoring hopes and plans
And the innocent shall scream
As the guilty creep away
Food turns to maggots
And drink turns to ****
And this is the intensity
Of madness
By Phil Roberts
