Madness

 
altercating madness, conflicts in my soul
assaulting my senses with its insensitivty
inciting riots of thought
corrupt of vision, my imagination listens
creating demons to amuse me

hateful understanding the darkness is a part of me
sacred trust I incorporate it within my rituals
denying my lust only provokes it

sinsister need wants too
beautiful disaster, chaos reigns as a Queen
it is the deepest part of me

dasterdly desire, a victim of thr occult?
nay, it's inspiration
Midnight smiles licking her lips
even the night must dine

hunting the shadows for a taste of the vulnerable
Mischief alters her course
and monster seeks monster

phantasms of delight thirst the greed of the moment
then strike