• I stumbled to the door,
    Looking to free,
    But when it opened, all I saw was a reflection of me.
    This sliver of sanity,
    I would keep close,
    For if I didn't, I would lose the vanity
    Of having at least,
    A crippled sanity.
    Spots gather to form something.
    Why to my surprise, my hallucinations created a person.
    But when I get closer, I begin to scream,
    As I realized that this must be Annabel Lee.
    The scenery changes, to a once sound sea.
    But before me, all I see are muddy waters of murder and greed.
    Then it stops.
    The nightmare begets yet another scene.
    A loving family, slaughtered in their home,
    I then realize, my perspective is that of a murderer, wanting to roam
    For another family, unsuspecting and alone.
    But then it turns black,
    That's when I snap back to reality,
    Where I am cradling a head
    With my dwindling
    Sliver of sanity.