It's filled with the lives of those we fear at night.
Filled with the inner workings of the brains of the insane.
It shows me the brutality of reality
And whispers secrets from the minds of madmen.
The pages pull unsuspecting victims into a trance
That they will remember at night
When it's screaming in the back of their minds.
Pages peeling from the regular reading.
Empty eyes filled with lies.
Glaring from the covers, their memory lives on.
Helps me stay reasonable but wary of the unknown.
Fact is more frightening than fiction.