A Journey Into Madness Poem by Robert Beksinski

The jagged talons of metal glistens
Staring at you through the eye that listens
Fear the lonely future for the unknown is here

Darkness becomes sanctuary as the lunatics’ footsteps near
Buildings crumble like crackers squeezed by the hand
Fires spread as God’s wrath purifies the land

Nightmarish objects keep up with the rapid eye
The clouds shed no light as the demons pass you by
Now you cry, cry in a corner when the truth is said

Dreaming without sleep, unexplainable presence in your head