I hear a scream throughout my head,
Am I alive? I feel like I'm dead.
Crimson liquid runs down my spine,
I feel warm tears, I start to cry.
A twisted cackle rings in my ear,
Where once inside me was hope lies now only fear.
Four six-inch blades fan out beside my head,
A man stands in front of me, his chest clad in a sweater colored both green and red.
"Time to die." He gladly sneers,
My memories of life flash before my eyes in the form of years.
The cool steel blades thrash into my flesh,
I cry out in pain, as I begin to want to be back home-I wish.
My eyesight is fading into darkness,
Little girls in white whisper, "Soon you'll be one of us."
One last breath, one last cry,
Please God, I don't want to die.
"You're now one of my children."
I giggle as I sing my song clad in my beautiful white dress for my master-The Ultimate Dream Demon.
© By Alex