The Path To Insanity Poem by Alex Fischer

The Path To Insanity



Death

Death— it is a heartless black shadow that drapes over the land
Like a blanket that was weaved by demon hands
It strikes when all other lights go out
And it when it goes it leaves you without a doubt
But you don’t know what it’s all about
It can be bitter and it can be sweet
It can be present and it can be meek
It can be clear and it can be bleak
That is death and how it lives

Despair

Despair— it is a force ruled by death
It knows no bounds it does not rest
Like a poisonous gas it goes through the smallest of cracks
It does not smell it cannot be seen
Yet you can feel it come over you like a strong breeze
Ever blowing through the depths of your mind it creeps
It confuses and bedazzles
It befuddles and it puzzles
It muses and peruses
It saddens and it maddens
That is despair and how it lives

Sadness

Sadness— it is a feeling that follows despair
It comes right after the despair of death
It can leave you to wallow in a filthy tress
Or it can kill you by its icy cold hand
That grips your heart with ever-strong hand
Binding you to its evil plan
It makes you cry
It makes you try
To kill yourself by
Making you feel cold and alone
Making you feel like there is no love to be shown
By anyone in the world that you may or may not know
That is sadness and how it goes

Anger

Anger— it is a feeling that comes shortly after sadness
Some say it leads to madness
That maybe true, yet who will know?
No one knows what the future comes to bestow
Anger clouds the mind and feeds the heart
Anger brings you fury, but it’s just the start
Of what’s come to come in the next part
Like a flame burning in your soul
Anger is just a match in the inferno
Ever-burning it will hold fury
Until it reaches its destiny
That is anger and how it goes

Hate

Hate— it is a force an evil food for thought
It comes to you burning hot
Born from anger it evolves
You know what hate does involve
It is a burning passion in your soul
A small forest fire in the inferno
Three more forms it has to take
Then to Hell you’ll make your break
Yet before you reach those Hellish-gates
Your heart and mind will be filled with hate
A passion to kill and commit a murderous crime
With hate you’ll brood darkly to the end of time
That is hate and how it works

Disgust

Disgust— it is a force, an evil that lives in the dark
In the depths of your mind it dwells aloft
Building up becoming strong
Tightening your grip on your mortal soul
Slipping away into the past
Its your last chance to remain intact
Fading quickly your health will go
Yet it is not physical yet you know
With disgust you plan to kill
You sharpen your swords and load your guns
Because with disgust genocide may come
That is disgust and how it works

Madness

Madness— it is a state of mind
Where it starts to waver from time to time
By now your mind is like a piece of glass
That is tarnished by a spider-webbed crack
Beware of shatter
Trust me, it matters
With madness you may die
With madness you would not fly
With madness there is no return
With madness and its next form
Soon you will burn
That is madness and how it thrives

Insanity

Insanity— it is a state of life
It is the final stage of this cycle you see
The one that I have laid out before thee
With it you are new, a reborn being
In it you are whole in a twisted meaning
Beside it you are lead to a new world
Embracing it you are founded upon a different point of view
It lives inside you
You breathe it everyday
No matter what you do
The Insanity will never go away
Remember those plans you made to kill?
Well those will finally come true
Because with Insanity
No man can escape you
That is insanity and how it lives, goes, works, and thrives

The End

Now that you have dealt with death and handled despair
Now that you have lived in sadness and in burning anger
Now that you have dwelled in hate and in disgust
Now that you have thrived in madness and in insanity
You’ll die soon, and not gloriously, and not heroically
In Hell you’ll burn for the deeds you have done
But if you are not to insanity yet
Please, I beg of you, do not fret
For there is hope for you it is set
Pray to God that he will save you
Or find someone you love and that loves you
So that significant other can help and save you

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Alex Fischer

Alex Fischer

North Little Rock, Arkansas
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