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terror is an agent
stalking within your mind
fully empowered regent
fears you won’t leave behind
sovereign in all things
before its altar you’re supine
twitching, ecstatic stings
wounds you won’t decline
every movement perceived threat
shallow breathing, holding still
as if all the world be met
of evil intended, acts of will
within its shadowed enclave
your warped, perverse worship
no grace to free trust, enslaved
from the cruelty of your whip
prisoner of your delusions
shuddering, suffering boasts
error of so many confusions
tenderly created ghosts
whose company you adore
even as for them, you scream
for all you claim to abhor
forever of them you dream
crafting such long and loving count
of abominations, projected
the staircase of pride, oh mount!
that your delusions be protected
all blame to the world around you
all crime, assigned to others
all fingers point, as you rue,
shake and flinch beneath your covers
terror is an agent embraced
within the shattered mind
writhing for sadistic tastes
reason, left far behind
such horrific shrieks to the sky
delicately hidden, still heard, the refrain
the world no longer asking ‘why?’
the more things change, the more they stay the same