Here it is sorry it is not centered even though I am the Magician I can't
control computers.

THE MADMAN'S REGRET

It's here again
The screaming headache
Hard to resist I can't win
It calls to me
The cool steel of the blade
Begs to be set free
The wonderfully, damnable blade
The glint of light
Knowing what I will soon be
Like a dead hope
I am lost to thee
Bhaal the god of murder
Chuckles at my plight
Hell pulls at my soul
And the devil takes his toll
The blade sinks into you
Your beautiful flesh my dear
I didn't want to
But now I live the same hell every day
And the men in white lab coats.
Ask each other if I am improving.