Madness

I notice that you seem perplexed

How about I tell you what comes next?

You will slowly descend

Into the Death River's bend.

You will continue to struggle

Writhing around in your own confuggle.

Your mind will shatter like glass

And make your head light in mass.

You see me too?

Well I am not in front of you.

Don't be surprised as you slowly melt

I have worn you like a belt.

My smile spreads from cheek to cheek

And makes you seem very weak.

Goodbye old friend, you son of a snitch.

For now here is the final hitch.

You have entered my den

Now let the fun begin.