» Insanity, Hahahaha!(From the man's point of veiw)

PoV=point of view. I'm experimenting with my writing abilities, so I am writing this from a 40 year old man's point of veiw.

Insanity
Locked in a cell of puffy white
I scream and I scream with all my might.
I laugh and I laugh with my tight white jacket on
Shouting,"Screw the world, Hell's where I belong!"

My eyes are bloodshot and my teeth are rotted
My face is pale and and I think of the cottage
The winter cottage where I once used to stay
Where 7 odd people where...oddly slayed.

2001...or was it 2002?
I was sipping hot chocolate in a vest of bright blue.
singing a very happy ryhme
to keep myself from looking at the time

You see, my wife Lucilia, she was out on a drive
A night drive, where she would hide
In crummy bars and odd strip joints
enjoying her figure and pushable points

You see, I wasn't happy about this one bit
I mean, another man like my self would have a frenzy of fits
But I held back all my anger...
Until it burst...and Lucilia was strangled.

I gasped at what I had done
I...I've never caused harm to anyone!
I looked around in that old winter house
where many people stayed, even the mouse.
thinking,"How the hell will I get rid of the body?!"
then I looked forward, I saw a boy, who's name was Bobby.

"Mr.Blake, Mr.Blake, Mrs.Lucy looks ill! Take her to a doctor, g-give her a pill!"
I stared at that young boy, who was looking at "Mrs.Lucy."
Her arms swinging around as I carried her, ever quite loosely.
The boy starts to relize that Mrs.Lucy is pale
She is still...too still, he knows this all too well.
"Mrs...Mrs.Lucy is deceased. What did you do to her, did she accept defeat?"
The little boy shouts, tears in his eyes.
"Mama, Papa, Evil is in his eye-"
He screams. And drops.
I laugh.
For I had shot the boy in the caf.
My mistake, I meant to shoot the belly.
He screams and shouts, then Willy comes in
He looks at the situation, and runs out without sin.
Bobby stares at the running guard, then and me and my "marge"
and screams to the world
"Help me, help me, help!"

Willy, the guard at the front gate of the lodge.
Oh d*mn I have to kill him too
Before I go at large.
I aim at the boy's head.
Chuckling happily.
"Tim for you to go, dear boy,"
He gasps.
"Time for you to leave."

BANG!

The boy,silent on the floor, dead
Bloody bullet in his round pale head.
Me still holding my wife.
Take out my hunting knife
I drop my wife on the floor
and walk out the front door
Happy as can be
Before the night's over I will kill 3.

(part 2 coming soon)

Wow... I'm scaredd!!

Yay, it worked! Now for more scaryness!