I made this poem for Jeffery Woods, AKA Jeff the Killer. He's been through so much, even though he is cold, he has his reasons to be. I understand why Jeff is mean and hard on everyone. He is just misunderstood. Every poem/ monologue, any story I write,

Connects to me in someway.

Just like every other Creepypasta.

We have reasons of why we act today.


~What happened to you?~


What happened to you?

Not just your appearance,

You.

Your sanity is slim,

Slowly moving away.

Because she isn't there.

The voices in you head,

Getting LOUDER ,

Everyday!

Your head is throbbing,

Loosing your control.

Chanting for you to KILL HER!

You refuse,

Refuse the only thing that keeps you sane.

The only girl who lives to protect,

You.

No matter what,

You are a killer.

She still loves you.

You murder all innocent,

All who is guilty.

She still protects you.

You try to kill her.

Your protector,

Your savior,

She tries so hard,

To bring you back.

She holds hope.

Hope that you are still in there.

Hope that you still remember.

You stand over her,

With a knife in your hand.

A sickening grin across your face,

Her eyes opens.

As she looks at you,

With a loving smile.

Eyes shining of love and affection.

Something you try to remember.

Something you try to feel.

Her beautiful plump lips start to move.

Whispers,

As soft as the wind,

'You are beautiful.'

Those words.

Those three simple words.

The only thing you wanted to hear.

Stood there,

Shaken.

You didn't know what to do.

What to think.

You were so confused.

So scared.

You started to tremble.

The knife fell out of your hand.

Hitting the floor with a 'Clank'.

She got up slowly.

Tears brimmed the side of your blue eyes.

She stood in front of you.

Circling her arms around your waist,

Placing her head on your shoulder.

Her angelic voice echoes in your ears.

'I Love You.'

I.

Love.

You.

Three words you have not heard,

Since you have massacred your family.

Three little words.

That shows so much.

You could not hold back the tears.

There you stand,

Sobbing.


I am making poems/monologues for all Creepypasta.

Please, review tell me how you felt.

How does this connect to you?

Also post which Creepypasta Poem or Monologue I should post next.

Thank you.