Blueprint of the mind of a psychopath

This is not living. This is not sane. The walls are caving in as this satanic satire plays a symphony. My Brain tries to compute, like a typewriter racing against a macbook. Outdated… Unappreciated… Old fashioned, without a spirit to imbibe. This is not living. This is not sane. The walls are caving in and…

Violation

Don’t touch me I am dirty although my skin is flawless. My heart and mind are filled with grudgulent dirty deeds. I told them to stop but they kept pushing for more. Now I am torn by the fact if I am dirty or clean. They made me feel like a toy and certainly not…