Hush, my child
Don’t cry today
I’ll make the pain stop
I’ll make it all go away
With one little snip
And one little snap
I’ve severed your fingers
All while you nap
The drugs are strong
They’ve dulled you, my dear
You dream like an angel
Without any fear
But I saw the look in your eyes
The day I met you
Such a pretty little thing
I just had to destroy you
Now I’ve done it
And I’ve done it well
Such a masterpiece
A secret
You’ll never tell
Your body has been ruined
But your mind well preserved
All those little memories
The screams never heard
Your brain sits in a jar
Your heart up on the shelf
Along with your fingers
I cut them off myself
I am a murderer
A saint
A friend
A lover
Because I made you immortal
Your face
Is in the paper
Oh, what fun it is
To see a beauty like you
Cut up all to pieces
In my living room
Oh, what fun it is
For me to see
A beauty like yourself
At a murder scene
Oops, I made a mistake
You are the murder scene
And not a fake
Author notes
Serial Killer anyone? This actually came to me in a nightmare, and it wouldn't stop repeating in my head until I wrote it out on paper. Kind of scary...
Comments
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Chilling. I really hope that this was just a dream!

