Adam M. Snow
Welcome to My House, My Mind
How is it that you've come to be within my house, my mind; to see perhaps my wizened soul?
Make yourself at home, unwind; perhaps even might extol.
Don't you mind the many voices and laughter; they're just the many sides of me.
Calm you down and join me hereafter, indulge in my fruits of insanity.
I hope your stay will be delight, an unpleasant one the most;
the hours here may cast a fright, especially when I am the ghost.
Lay you down and rest assure; the hours, the day, the morning-struck shall never come.
Give in your fears, it will procure; it yearns to equal a sum.
I warn you my house, a labyrinth; get lost would meet your end;
you can run and sprint, your attempts would only descend.
Enjoy the nightmares I have to offer, they're quite tragic at the most.
Lay your mind within my coffer; give in to your new host.
Let it be succumbing, an eternity here if you lose your way.
I thank you for coming; I hope you enjoyed your unpleasant stay.
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