Mad Ramblings
Everyone has crazy thoughts from time to time. I just so happen to write those thoughts down. Enjoy.
It's the middle of the day
yet outside it is dark
but somehow I can hear the bay
of the morning lark
There is no one here but me
except for everyone else here
although I did never once see,
their countless voices I still hear
Outside flowers wither and die
listening to angels singing holy hyms
all written by Satan's fleeting whims
I just watch on and sigh
I am a raging liar
yet I speak no lies
my pants are slowly consumed by fire
as my flesh is eaten by countless flies.