A murderer, like a tribal herder
of sheep; with blood-stained teeth,
leaving the result of an ambitious appetite.
One can hardly find a bite of sanity.
Rather, to be a bitter heart with exclusive dreams,
replacing a soul with materialistic commodities.
Wealth and power has nothing on a life
A rhetorical behaviour that keeps repeating itself,
over and over again,
like a leaning bookshelf.
The stories in there,
Written like legends in warfare.
Tall tales of a cynic,
The criminal trials of a schizophrenic.
Possessing a spousal hand of blasphemy,
leading to conviction of tyranny.
A best friend’s love for thee.
Attempting to pursue an evil act of self deprivation,
will only enact a forbidden ability,
Only known in this situation.
Featuring a general of patience.
Someone’s counsellor in which they confide in,
but only to realize that it’s pure confinement.
Behind the great walls of an asylum.
The mental ward of a hospital.
Although, aid is continually redirecting.
Not in a victor’s favor,
But according to the pythoness still feasting.
Stakes of romance and pain.
Characteristically known as a mad-man in chains.
Prisoner of one’s own mind.
The bars to high to leap.
Just jump until sleep,
is no longer a scheduled reaping.
Made a part of a dynasty.
Washing hands from nothing, but anything.
~ Alice Stade