Night of Madness

by Jack Nightengale   Nov 18, 2014


A monster they claim,
His life never to be the same,
Voices residing within his brain,
Until he snapped and went insane!

Down came the doors as people screamed,
never would he have imagined that it was all he had ever dreamed,
The killing began as the blood drained slow,
All of this and no one would ever know.

The came the calming winter snow,
with the reflection of his affliction on the moons glow.
A tragic distasteful sadness,
All within the mind of his own deranged madness!

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