Faith/ Insanely


One step away from madness

Irrational fears

Incoherent ramblings as spit pours from your mouth 

The devils watching you 

Your friends feed your delusions 

A hellhound in a cage. Can't sleep

Three heads much to big for the prison trapping it

And like a hellhound, you bite and scratch, and wine

Bitting the hand that feeds you , like any mutt it hides behind its barred teeth and red eyes

Fear, delirium 


Thanks for reading, this poem as similar themes as the other poem on my blog, written in the same week 

I was going through a bit of a tough time 

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