It's been such a trip
Yes this is true...
Alone on this path.
Alone but with courage.
I thought so very.... Naughty
Yes naughty thoughts from the devil himself.
How very naughty I have been and am.
I looked at the young girl.
Her face as fair as lace.
Oh how sweet she was but I realized she needed space.
The children's devilish laughter rings in my ears.
They sing songs of LA LA's. They sound so...
A silver blade properly held with my favorite hand.
Im feeling so...
I promised myself never to be naughty again.
But realized " what's with the rush"?
I got off her hair to keep it stored in the lair of my mind.
Just a little hair is all I will take.
My dark dreams of delight become true.
My name is Fred.
Yes I believe this to be true.
I'm feeling so...
Even while I'm here in this prison of the mind.
This is based on a episode of courage the cowardly dog. This is when a man name Fred comes to visit the farm and he's not mentally well. This is my first time rhythming in a poem so sorry if it sounds chessey.