Calmer thoughts, replaced by wars
Resentment only summons more,
Shock that thunders with a crack,
Now, there's no more turning back,

Pebbles scraped, tumble and dive,
Smashing shallow ground from high,
A tragic fate that calls to all,
A pushed, prodded, and triggered fall,

Doom crystalized, serrated and bladed,
A glass knife thrown, from impact, aided,
Adrenaline amplified, enticed mind,
Alas, the influence, an unnatural tide,

Explosive ideations, undesired,
Optimism and life mired,
Pysche turned to marionette,
Taken by subconscious threat,

The gnashing teeth of the spirit,
A silent figure, you already fear it,
Collapse of the soul, defenses beat,
He who pulls the strings, is he who you'll meet.

To fulfill a psychopath’s pleasurable dream while under psychological stress is rather an unorthodox way to keep your mind ******* on tight.

A spectre scaling up to surface,

To sound a signal in the spirit,

The conscience loses all control,

As air is sequestered by tautened walls,

Oracular theories, traveling through,

Congested sectors, brimming with disarray,

Fictitious pandemonium,

An indomitable condition, unyielding and unruly,

A conflict that clashes, in only one anima,

Chaos reigns in a limitless cycle,

Like a sulling sea, spiking and settling,

The loop never ends, a war with no peace,

A solitary soldier, losing their struggle.