Deceitful Eyes

By EliasMakenshi22

I sit in Mr. Corner, the only friend I have.

Yet somehow, I am not comforted by his embrace.

Then I remember; I am nothing.

I am useless,

I am worthless.

Nobody has ever liked me,

And no one ever will…

As a child, I was mistreated.

Abandoned by my father,

Hated by my mother,

Left to die alone.

Yet in this despair, I found hope.

False hope.

I wished so for it to be true,

That somebody wanted to be my friend,

"Friend"

Another useless word, along with things like

"Family"

I was abandoned again, alone in a cold, dark world.

Still, I walked upon a new path.

On a path towards madness…

Things only seemed to get worse for me.

My mother found me,

She dragged me by the wrist,

Then she stopped,

Looked at me, and said,

"I love you."

Though I saw through her eyes, those deceitful eyes,

She was lying.

I grew crazy.

I forgot how old I was,

What my gender was,

How to speak,

And how to love.

My mother kept me cooped up,

Like a pig waiting to slaughtered.

Every night, she says,

"Sweet Dreams."

But I know she doesn't mean it.

Now, I have grown.

I have grown to be like my mother.

I have her expressionless face,

The same way she talks,

And the same way she loves,

For my mother does not love anybody,

And neither do I.

One day, she sent me to spy,

To do her dirty work.

Yet, she had a fatal flaw in her plan.

For I received something better than cold praise.

I received a friend.

And through this friend,

I found hope.

True hope.

But within that hope…

I found terror.

And through the bushes,

I saw those cold, deceitful eyes.

My friend and I did everything together.

We shared books,

We wrote poetry, and we found ourselves in each other.

Like somehow, we became inseparable.

It was a strange feeling, but I got used to it.

I felt as if my world was born anew, and that it could only get better.

But of course, I was wrong…

And my only friend was taken away from me.

My world was crumbling beneath my feet.

I was lost, confused, and overwhelmed.

I couldn't take it any more.

I snapped.

Then I fell into the abyss of madness.

And in the darkness, I screamed.

For I found those same deceitful eyes staring back at me.

After waking up from my nightmare,

Only one thing was on my mind.

Revenge.

And as the anger grew,

My madness did too.

So I killed.

I killed like no other.

But when it came to my mother, she did not cower.

She just looked at me with her expressionless face,

And she smiled, saying,

"I have always loved you, my child."

I pulled the trigger, and it was over.

As I stood over her motionless body, her pocket mirror fell out.

I snatched it up and looked directly at it.

I practically died then and there…

For now I had those deceitful, insane eyes.

Me: Yay! What a happy poem (lolz). Anyways, this is just a nonsense poem, and it does not say anything or relate to me in any way, shape, or form. I do love both my parents and such. This does also not mean that I am crazy or emo; this is just a story about crazy emo things. I also thank you for reading this poem; I wrote it a long time ago, and I feel like it should be up on this site. Anyways, if you would like for me to make more nonsense poems, I'll be happy to do so. Please R&R and such. Ciao!