Macbeth's POV

Cogito ergo sum

that is the only thing I know true

cant tell fantasy from reality, if only I knew

what's done is done, ill things to come

 the dead walk, and the witches sing

talking about what the future is to bring

these persuasions convinced me, began to succumb

I must take fate into my own hands, with the help of some

Oh, my wonderful Lady, the eve to my adam

you whisper wise words, my reply is, yes madam

with a bite of the apple, I let fear and anguish enter

in a world with pandemonium at its center

I must complete the deed, yet the dagger is not in front of me

is this a symbol of guilt, a symbol of what is to be set free

my fevered brain must be constructing this false creation

its existence needs no narration, as it isn't there

now I know this murder will be unfair

yet the Lady expects me to proceed with no care

It is done

Not a single noise was heard

but in my head, it was so absurd

the world brought to tears,

my fate sealed, the blood on my hands will now remain

I become death, one of Beelzebub's sacred ordained

Eve speaks of the present as if its a gift,

yet even she would unravel the poisoned curse

ours lives, our touch of reality would begin to go adrift

for now, i sip on my wine, 

with a crown on my head,

Banquo's next in line,

my dear old friend

I sent three to find thee

yet when they soundly murder you,

your son Fleance got to flee

Later that night, in a delightful feast,

everything was normal from the west to the east

yet suddenly there he was, the ghost of you, my friend

I didn't plan for you to attend

The miss called me crazy, hallucinating, she said

but I knew you were there, even if you were dead

I rode out to find answers, that fateful night

Beware Macduff, thane of fife,

he would send me to my fiery afterlife

the trees will walk

the invincible becomes vulnerable

my reign as king is insufferable