Written by Adam M. Snow
How is it that you've come to be within my house,
my mind; to see perhaps my wizened soul?
Make yourself at home, unwind; perhaps even might extol.
Don't you mind the many voices and laughter;
they're just the many sides of me.
Calm you down and join me hereafter,
indulge in my fruits of insanity.
I hope your stay will be delight,
an unpleasant one the most;
the hours here may cast a fright,
especially when I am the ghost.
Lay you down and rest assure; the hours, the day,
the morning-struck shall never come.
Give in your fears, it will procure;
it yearns to equal a sum.
I warn you my house, a labyrinth;
get lost would meet your end;
you can run and sprint, your attempts would only descend.
Enjoy the nightmares I have to offer,
they're quite tragic at the most.
Lay your mind within my coffer; give in to your new host.
Let it be succumbing,
an eternity here if you lose your way.
I thank you for coming;
I hope you enjoyed your unpleasant stay.