Darkness

Psychopathic tendencies
Range far into the night
scape of understanding omitting all the light
A balaclava covering the mouth the nose
The eyes
And giving that impression
Of sinister surprise
Maybe he is a parent
And believes he is still a child
But something snapped inside his head
And is altogether wild
Food subliminal resonance
A wife maybe who shares
His bed, perhaps his urges
But somehow still he tears
Himself away to demonstrate
To himself alone may be
That he can put the fear of god
Up women seems to me
Chemicals in the water
Who really can know why
Some take on the evil
And others simply die

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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