"You're a disappointment" The devil whispered
Sallow
Everything was tinged With a sickly green
Toxic Thoughts
My mind is a toxic playground That cycles through the bad
Blackout #81
He was the key to her raised standing.
Haiku #70
It's that time of Year again, chill in the air Warm apple cider
Blow it Down
The wind is a terrible howl That hits the house Like it's trying to bring it down
Errors
Steel bites Into my skin
Oh my
Blood splatter Mind scattered
Quiet Torment
The silence woke her With its empty noise
Shock Treatment
Book me a room In the madhouse
Fragment of a Figment 