Insanity

The mind creeps toward lunacy
The heart dwindles into darkness
The soul slowly falls astray
A sociopath is uncontrollably born

His mind retreats to infancy
His heart quickly decays
His soul entirely retreats
The madman becomes berserk

He seeks out his first target
Finding his prey in a dark alley
Planning his initial attack
His hideous reign has now began

His victim is instantly trapped
There is no hope for her now
In his mind, she is already obsolete
The lunatic claims his first victim

He decapitates her while she’s alive
Enjoying the pain in her eyes
Relishing every moment of the kill
His obsession completely sinks in

He paints the alley blood red
Decorating it full of body parts
His urge is satisfied for a night
The serial killer leaves his mark

He hides in his humble home
Returning to his average life
Dreaming of tomorrow night
And the killing that is to be done