Brain Flu/The Hunt/Our Secret

failure

 

A dark tour inside the mind of a troubled homicidal fragile mind. Enter at your own risk

 

Voices keep on taunting me

I can feel the corrosion

My brain is melting

Or is it the flu

No one else hears their threats

Conversations I cannot share

Secrets I don’t want to keep

Which voice is the real voice

Constant fighting in my head

Like a caged in cranium fight

Everyone just laughs at me

Whispering Kyle is insane

They won’t get away with that

We’ll make them pay

We need to inflict some pain

I’m gonna go out and kill tonight

Someone has to die

Gotta go find a thrill tonight

Gonna get my high

Just one thing I need to know

Not who or what or how

Only thing I need understand

Is who the fuck is talking now

Is that me or my mental shadow

 

Someone is after us its time to act

Listen Kyle no time to relax

Relax is what they want from you

Don’t sit in silence as you brood

Time to do it now time to act

You can do it

Act Kyle ACT!

They hate you -hit you- hurt you

They laugh when you cry

Make them pay the little bitches

Somebody has to die

Do it Kyle, go on and do it!

Make their blood flow red

They don’t care about you Kyle

They only want you dead

No Kyle please don’t listen

He’s not real

Don’t listen to his crap

Just get back in bed

It’s only a voice inside your head

He’s the one who wants you dead

Listen to me

He’s not real

He’s just a voice

I’m not Kyle, I’m the real you

Come on Kyle you have a choice

Please Kyle Please take your pill

He only wants to see you fall

Not real? I’m not real? Of course I’m real

We’re all fucking real Kyle

Each of us a part of you

Get your knife Kyle

It’s time

Lets get another trophy

It’s the only way to relieve your pain

The warm flow of blood through our hands

The same as last week Kyle, remember

Remember that night?

The Hunt

The night air quickly darkened so eerily uneasy

A stranger treads cautious along a tree lined path

My footsteps in the shadow pursuing relentless

Tapping out a caution of my oncoming wrath

Heart pounding out a warning-imminent danger

Perhaps a case of him in wrong place wrong time

In paranoia I sense the pace of his stride quicken

His destiny is to fall victim of my ominous crime

We all insist upon closing up the gap

Innocent blood about to face a stalkers fate

He shouldn’t have traveled alone down here

What’s done is done and now its just too late

The hunter is gaining quick and precious ground

Seconds seem to tick in heart pounding silence

Feeling the motion from a pair of subversive arms

Poised to unleash a world of bloody violence

A steel blade is cold against his quivering skin

Rip the flesh to change the icy chill to a burn

Warm streams of life trickle out from his neck

Sanguine copper taste making his stomach churn

He can sense ultimate glee as I shred through a vein

Can almost feel my maniacal menacing smile

Now my heart is a racing even faster than his

He can’t shout with a voice exiled in denial

Warm streams of plasma pour down his neck

Oozing out the essence with beats of his heart

Pumping to the rhythms of a dying collective

But its the sheer panic that really rips him apart

His breath hot and laborious sprays over my face

I posed him for my psychotic viewing pleasure

With his wild eyed empty meaningless pseudo smile

Watching his life run out is my reward and treasure

As he falls to the ground no muscles come to his aid

His abandoned body crumples straight into submission

I feel ounces of vitality pooling out of both his eyes

As I prepare myself for our ultimate transition

My mind is as blurry as the streaking in his eyes

Waiting for his life to go flashing across the sky

But I lay here stagnant as hope bleeds through

Nothing he can do but accept he’s gonna die

He feels nothing now all his pain and panic gone

He has no idea that I’m his murderous creep

I have no time to think about his worthless life

Its…time…for…him…to…..sleep

 

Our Secret

Time to do it again Kyle

We can help you kill

Its time to be a man

Get angry Kyle get good and mad

Let go Kyle let’s kill someone

It’ll stop that feeling

It’ll make you strong

Forget the others

They don’t care Kyle

They don’t give a shit

They’ll kill you Kyle I swear they will

But we’ll have none of it

Time to fight, go ahead Kyle

Go and get our knife

Get it now before you cave

Get it now its blood you crave

They won’t be laughing from their graves

Kill Kyle kill

No please Kyle no don’t get the knife

Slow down and everything will be okay

Go back to bed get some sleep

Tomorrow’s another day

Don’t listen to him Kyle

He’s a chicken and a wimp

But he does have one point

Tomorrow Kyle IS another day

Another day to disappoint

Another day of taunting

Another day of shame

Another day of you being worthless

Another day to make you sweat

Like its some fucking game

More laughing behind your back

Get the knife Kyle get the shiny glowing steel

Get it now

End their attacks

Remember Alice was yours

Alice was in your bed until

Remember Alice with someone else

She fucked another man Kyle

Get the knife

STOP!

No more! My head hurts! Oh my Go it hurts so much!

Shut up! Shut up! Leave me alone!

Shut up all of you – just shut up!

Leave me alone please leave me alone. Get out of my mind

Someone please make them shut up make them stop!

Why do you guys all want to hurt me too?

What’d I ever do?

My heads all twisted my nerves are shot

I hate you all the entire lot

Why are these voice in my head

What am I to do?

Everyone keeps pushing me

I wish this shit was through

Yelling pushing shoving pounding

Hurting my head

It feels like acid burning inside

Get out of here go away all of you

I wish I was dead

Then again, maybe you’re right

It all makes sense now Alice laughs

But the fault is hers

She laughs when I feel hurt

Maybe she’ll be happy

With blood dripping from her soft neck

The silken neck that was mine to kiss

I’ll kill that wretched bitch and her new friend

There’ll be many deaths

Before the evenings through

But what would Mom say?

She’d want me back on my meds

Maybe I should take the pill

The one that makes me numb

That takes away the inner me

And leaves me feeling dumb

At least it makes the voices leave

For better or for worse

Plus one more night without the need

Of leaving in a hearse

Brain is hot, minds all sweaty

Voices start to muffle

Hope this brain flu ends on the med train

The Thorazine shuffle

So many voices

But who am?

Who are they?

Which one is Kyle?

Maybe it’s better if no one ever knows

G’nite Kyle

G’nite Kyle

G’nite Kyle

G’nite Kyle

……………..G’nite guys, let’s just keep this our little secret, yea?

 

 

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