I’ve got a psychosomatic
Slightly psychopathic,
Attitude that bubbles
Up every now and again.
I’ve never acted upon on it
and I never would…
It’s those twisted thoughts
That keep me sane.
I write things that are dark
and beyond the mundane,
You’re welcome in my head to
Explore the maze of my brain.
You won’t become well educated
Or expand your I.Q… but it’s
such an experience from a
warped man’s point of view.
Where as you say its black
I’ll Say its white..
Twisting the words because
to me it feels right.
I don’t want to write words of
heartbreak and tears,
I want to twist your perception
To make your nightmares become
real fears.
I want to turn your dreams to
terror and your happiness to pain,
I want to make you crawl into the
corner of the dark side of your brain.
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