Mad mans mind

They came to me
eyes as dark as death
But a vision so bright its burned into my head
And with his vision I became obsessed 
With visions of the dead
Visions of hell torture me in the mental 
I scream in my head and feel anger and evil 
These are my thoughts and I think of them with frustration
I wish I could not become obsessed with the visions of demons 
I think I'm going to act on them