Your Poetry Dot Com - they say im crazy

they say im crazy
that i see things in my head
they bump me and prod me
to see how i tick
but i like whats going on
im nasty
in my own sick world
if i see someones face
severed in two
i want to watch as their dead skin peals away
and leaves their rotton muscles
and yellow skull
i like the sight of stale blood
dripping down your vein
i love to see you throw up your organs
i strive to see you die
my head turns and my soul dies
and still i carry on watching this living horror
the vultures
they watch untill the grim reeper steals your soul
and rapes you into hell
the smell of burning flesh lingers in the air
and i breathe in deeply and sleep off the daydreams
and live the nightmares

[ happy halloween everyone!]

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