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Hallucinogenesis Part II - Insanatorium

Poetry By: sKillEr
Thrillers



The first part of is was written long ago, but that's not good enough to upload it, that was simply a try. I had an idea of writing a second part to it, and here I am, I wrote it in about 2-3 hours and I'm proud of it. Mainly it is about an asylum and the mentally disabled, who are treated there, and they thoughts and the "world" as they see it. Sorry for using too much complicated - to say the least - words in it, and - sometimes - for making expressions with not much meaning, but the purpose of this verse it to give the feeling of the insanity, dismay and helplessness going on in an asylum and to show you the inside of the mind of the insane. Thanks for reading!


Submitted:Dec 29, 2013    Reads: 19    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


Revelation of insanity

Fornication with depravity

Real world is a great calamity

Asylum

Divergent new world genesis

Deify the stillborn nemesis

Foreshadowed undead cyesis

Insanatorium

Mental cancer infects the weak

Disconnected from reality

In their minds the doors always creak

Prisoners of their own ideality

Demolishing stillborn ideas

Of creating better worlds

Denying truth though it is Gaia's

Mumbling their unspoken words

Livid eyes stare emptiness

Beyond all-time worst nightmares

Declining the heaviness

Of the thoughts of all fright-tales

Unthinking they're still alive

Vegetating under torn-down walls

Waiting the light to arrive

At the end, their enthusiasm falls

Lightning storms striking with ease

Sonic blast, mental extirpation

Intracranial delusions cease

Forecast total humiliation

Smearing visions of their futures

On their broken wall of hopes

Their body is full of sutures

Some are hanging on the ropes

Crying, shouting, mumbling, grinding

Without realization

The only truth they're denying

That it's imagination

Their minds decrepit and went insane

Being locked up in cracking cells

What happaned to them is a big shame

Demented distorted dead sound yells

Independent absorption of lifeless divinity

Decomposing thoughts in unholy wombs

In their eyes still dwells the lividity

Consuming insanity dispels and entombs

Dismayed nursing decayed ones

All overwhelmed by distress

Hatred, smiling are they guns

A glimpse is enough to depress

Inhabitants entirely depraved

Being preyed upon by Lyssa

Walls, doors, body; words are engraved

Surroundings have only Nyssa

Cattle slaves of insane goddess

Never-do-well undead folks

Intentionally became mindless

Staring at the lightning bolts

Sentenced to death by their minds

Being there sure takes its toll

Rule of Lyssa prevails, binds

Paralyzed, mentally stroll

Cryostasis, cold touch of Death

Mindless but they sense the fear

Inhaling it with their every breath

Desecrated visions appear

Decimating rationality

Destroying decay-filled cavity

Eliminate availability

Asylum

Inventing parasynthesis

Unnoticed pseudocyesis

Conclusion: cytokinesis

Insanatorium





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