A Gamer's Unknown Subconscience
I handle the controls,
Like I have been instructed,
I move the joystick around,
To spread a lot of sadness,
And revere into the madness,
Of it all,
I give a puny smile,
When I cause harm or kill,
I really do feel like,
I have had my fill,
Yet, I kill more and more,
Never am I tired or sore,
There is a fire inside me,
Beyond which, I do not see...