Ok..poetic side of me. It's not all that good (I am my own worse critic) but it's a piece of work that I worked on about month ago and never really got around to reading it or even deciding to put it up. As every urge in my head is to burn this work, I will post it. It's not Shakespeare but it's good on some thoughts. Basically it's the will of a child being broken; basically giving up on fighting for so long; sad, really. But Oh well...


He's Here...

He comes to me, as I'm float in purgatory

The burden of his memory laid up on my crown.

I can't leave him, or is it that he can't leave me?

Suffocating and mutilating my inner thoughts.

He penetrates my fantasies and burns them into ash

Give me guidance as to stop him from invading my innocence;

lift this veil of unwanted terror from my eyes.

He sings his sorry lullabies, followed by shrieking steel

His laughter deafens my ears, rasping and breathing heavily

His temptations allues me from who I really am

But with out my will to uphold, I can't stop him

I'm left without prayer and he has my soul,

I have no choice...but to give in...;savor his presence.


Ok..that's what it is. I have a ton more but I'm not going to put them all on here. This was just out of the blue and it fit well with Freddy and one of his many victims. Please Rate and Review! Thanks!