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A Dark Poem....(Sanity Insane)

Is my brain screwed up and twisted
for thoughts I think daily.
-Born to be demented
-Born to suffer
Stripping your body it's time for supper
I picture the ones I love
Dieing by my hands. Not guns but
knives. Slowly taking all of their lives.
Do you think that I'm demented?
Or is it you that's strange? I'll
hang loved ones from a rope.
Pointing and laughing as they scarm
and choke.
-Sinister visions plearsure in
your pain. For me its funny you
will die in vain.
Opening my eyes realizing
my home, padded room and alone.
Thoughts now memories no one
left to torment. Just me and
my mind. Turning on myself nowhere
to hide. Wishing for death of nothing.
Just doses and pills.
-Days of nothing
-Memories of thrills
When will death take me?!
I can only hope. To make friends
with my demons.
So can I cope. Sain insanity
Insanity sain. Confused for nothing.
Laughing in tears, my head one of
my worst fears.

-Sanity for everyone
Insanity for me
Forever left alone with insanity
my home....