You get tucked into bed
another perfect day for you
not one tear was shed
your eyes a perfect blue
they start to slowly close
no worries in your mind
your blue nightlight still glows
closet light continuing to shine
you fall asleep
that’s my cue
I sneak in not making a peep
turning off the light glowing blue
i sit on your bed
think about what im going to do
tie a bandana around your head
no one will hear you
you suddenly wake up
you try screaming for your mom
I tell you to just shut the fuck up
I slowly slit your palm
you jerk away
your in too much pain
today isn’t your day
happiness is all I gain
I pull out my axe
The bandana falls and you scream
Your parents came in and I swung it into their backs
All of this is too obscene
I slowly start to slice your body
Then I leave, looking for other sleeping children
the life of a serial killa is the life for me
their screams as they die make me grin
Author notes
i did this only for jacob..im aware its sucky..but hey i tryed my best with rhyming...
Written October 2nd, 2006
A contest entry
- Dark (Titles) by Absence of Light.
300 points, ended October 7, 2006, 16 entries
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you dont have to ryme to make a perfect write as long as it portrays what you set on saying... -
Amy u disturing little psycho... I really liked this one.. it was freaking creepy u are what nightmares are made off... i like this more then ur usual self mutlation ::YAY:: mulitation of other!!!
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rhyming isnt that hard is it?! this was good... it flowed like normal and had good subject matter... i liked it... good luck...
Jacob
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