In the shadows where madness does bind, Echoes a laugh from a deranged mind. Twisted and turning, its joy so profound, Yet chilling and haunting, a nightmarish sound.

Eyes that gleam with a mischievous light, Lost in a world where wrong feels so right. The laughter it rises, breaking the night's hush, A symphony of chaos, a manic, wild rush.

To some it's a warning, to others a jest, But deep in its core, it's a soul in unrest. For behind every chuckle, a story untold, Of a mind that once was, now uncontrolled.

So when in the silence, a giggle you find, Remember the tale of the deranged mind. For laughter can mask what's hidden inside, A world of pure chaos, where sanity died.