Crawling Into Your Mind

Insanity is my sanity.

Stop controlling my thoughts

You’re reading my mind

but can you see

bloody slime on my wall?

Your crimson fingers

claw my insides in vain,

you write rouge words

crawling through my brain

My reddened world

is nonexistent to you.

The only difference is

you’re crazy, I’m insane.

It’s not my fault

that you’re normal –

it’s out of my realm

because bad thoughts

rap on my skull.

For I am insanity -

The voice is mine

tiptoeing on the edge

of my reality.

I think I’m all powerful

but I’m reduced to zero

as I drop my sanity

in my mind’s ploughed field.

I draw my cloak tightly

against howls of red wolf,

feeling his sounds

slake my skin.

I can hear what you said,

so I’ll kill you dead

and smear your blood

all over the ceilings.

I’ll stitch up your mouth

in crisscross patterns

so I can’t hear you squawk,

watching the blood

well through your shirt.

Your broken veins

seep languidly through

my hanging thoughts,

dangling from jumbled knots.

I hear the voices of demons

coming out of my head.

I’m not insane - sounds are real

Claret cardinal pecks at my nose

and scratches my eyes,

waiting on sanguine horizon,

as you call me crazy

fearing we are the same

while I crawl on all fours

into your mind.