a rock knocks the glass
I take a look outward
and they are there
foes than suddenly are my friends
inviting me to jump by window
my will to fit in somewhere drives out
moon's missing on this black starry sky
my breath is frozen by this coldness
"let's play a game": one's said
they blindfold me and lead me to forest
they say that i must put my hands over my ears
that count to 10 and get rid the bandage
i start with one and
...alone
they run away
and wait i cry by fear
i stay downcast in silence
nocturnal creatures are patrolling
i feel the footsteps getting closer
an expectral halo appears
a creepy figure stops in front me
it sits beside me
...it whispers me something like: "...
i'm thinking about me
they think i'm terrified
they wait my chill to laugh
they think i feel betrayed
and i smile
i see them since a branch
they think i'm scared
fools and now afraid
silence worries them
thinking why i don't scream
but ooh as it was the first time
that all world leaves me alone in the dark
but them zest has driven them to the worst side
one blink and they see they're lost
no one said them that this is my field
my rules govern this place
i hope you've said goodbye to mom and dad
no one gets out from here alive
only in black-plastics bags
...it whispered me something like: ...take the control".
A contest entry
- Serial Killers? Dreams? Death? Oh my! by skyviewexpress.
800 points, ended December 24, 2007, 16 entries
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Comments
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Shivering. .
wow. this was interresting. into the killers mind i see. very interresting.
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uh hmmm.... Well its dark and has a tone of pleaure or deviance to it. It was a bit choppy but all in all good. Thank you for entering and good luck in my contest.
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Oh my, that's so sad and dark. I loved the poem. Thanks for entering.



