Villanelle for the Sick

I’m driven by the voices inside my head,

I am tormented by them in everlasting disgrace.

(The answer is in the slaughtered dead)

In the dawn of night, he lies after a chase

For he was caught by death’s cold embrace.

I’m driven by the voices inside my head.

Another victim, a knife is drawn, the blood runs red.

I discriminate neither by gender nor race,

(The answer is in the slaughtered dead)

For crimson is her tomb, her bed

A look of surprise upon her pretty face.

I’m driven by the voices inside my head.

Her tongue silenced, dying words go unsaid.

Her crown lost, for I have a tendency to misplace.

(The answer is in the slaughtered dead)

I know not when my bloodlust will be fed,

I walk towards another town, another place.

I’m driven by the voices inside my head.

(The answer is in the slaughtered dead)