Hateful wind of burning fury.
A gavel’s bang – my vision blurry.
Convicted by a judge and jury
For a crime I do not know.

Imprisoned now in this cell,
Living through my daily hell.
What is truth? I cannot tell.
And I pace here, to and fro.

An unclean mind is what they told me.
Totally crazy, total insanity.
Fractured mind – a total of three,
Murder but by only one.

Killed them all with an axe.
A killing frenzy, my mind was cracked.
Each and every one was hacked.

Deranged, demented, quite insane.
Three different people, but one in the same.
Killing people was only a game.

Will you play with me?

© Erick Pratt