I See Them.

I see them.

In the shadows, they reside

Meer tricks played by the light?

Ah, but alas, the dreams!

I does not explain the dreams.

Please, my dear, do not call me crazy-

For I have merely gone mad.

Please, my dear, don’t go wasting

Any of these words I share with you.

 

I still see them.

Now even in the suns rays.

No matter where I stand, sit, or lay

They follow close behind.

I don’t know where to run to

When I can’t escape my fate.

But I think I finally understand,

I’ll have to face it one day.

 

I still have them.

Prophecies in my sleep.

Anytime I see someone,

I fear it will come true.

Lately they have gotten worse,

And due to past examples…

I can only fear for the worse,

That this death will come upon them.

Upon everyone but me.

 

I’m not good.

Please understand.

I will try until all efforts fail-

And even then I will never give up.

For I believe it’s not what you CAN do,

But what you DO do.

So the sadist inside will stay,

I will hide her from the light.

 

I look for them.

I thought I had lost them.

I thought they had abandoned me.

But then I saw the boy again

And I was so relieved.

But the man that was running…

Was he running after the boy?

I have decided: I will save him.

I am evil.

These thoughts I have…

They will not go away.

No matter what I do, they refuse-

They do not leave me,

They perverse my thoughts,

They make me cry out in anger.

This anger, it’s new.

Something I can no longer control,

And it shakes me, unstoppably.

 

I could kill you.

You see this, this knife in my hand?

Do you feel the cool metal blade,

Soft against your neck?

Tell me how good it feels, I know.

Tell me if you want me to,

And I will cut you until not an inch…

Not an inch of your skin isn’t red.

 

I would not care.

I would feel no remorse.

I would forget, loose count.

I would smile darkly, bloodstains.

Then, then I would laugh. Loudly.

I wouldn’t be able to stop.

Long after you were dead,

I would cut you,

I would laugh all through the night.

 

I now need them.

When they leave, I feel insecure.

I cannot do anything without them,

I need their dark tendrils for survival.

When I feel the cool gust,

Against the back of my neck,

The rancid stench of their breath…

I cannot help but smile.

 

There is a demon inside me.

He is the love of my life.

I will protect him to the end,

And I will kill until he is satisfied.

Nobody will hurt him.

You cannot have him,

He is mine, he belongs only to me,

and I will not share him with anyone.

He is all mine

Reviews

[Sylvana]

*coughs, laughs* I love it.

[Rose]

Whoa. Eerie. I love it!