By Constant’s DC
There you are!
Paranoid and annoyed,
Wandering like wilderness,
Confused, stressed and depressed.
You lack no direction to go,
Because you have lost your compass.
You have no one to talk to,
Because you have killed all of them.
You have no records to hint you,
Because you have killed the authors.
You cannot look to the ground,
Because you fear to see the faces of innocent children, women and men you have stained.
You cannot sleep well at night,
Because the innocent souls haunt you.
Now Mr. Wanderer, murderer and Mr. Hallucinator,
What can you do in this darkness?
You have no home,
And no one you have spared.
You have no hope and no life,
Surrender and wait for vengeance in judgement.
By Constant’DC 2014