The Creep

[demonchild1804]

Shrouded in dark, I bide my time.
patiently I await to commit my crime.
I watch you relax and lie down your head
unaware of the monster beneath your bed.
Unwittengly you believe there is nothing to fear,
If only you knew I lurk so near.
My body shivers from the climax within
as I reach to stroke your sweet, soft skin.
The moon is high, it's time to feed.
I long to watch your body bleed.
I see you struggle to escape a dream
then open your eyes too late to scream.
I whisper to you "Go back to sleep."
Hush my child, here comes the creep.

I'll cut you just to taste you more.

[schizoCuRsEgirl.erghh]

okkkay...actually that was kinda CREEPy (heh heh god i'm hilarious)...where on earth did you find that? did you write it yourself?

*eat me. support cannabalism*

[demonchild1804]

I wrote it myself. thanks for reading it!!

I'll cut you just to taste you more.

[schizoCuRsEgirl.erghh]

go you! keep writing girlFIEND (heh heh sorry i just looovve my rubbish jokes)

*in a world of angry people....murder is no longer a sin*

[dyinangelc]

nice touch. u should publish a book. or get published in one.

[demonchild1804]

i am published in some books.

Then the angels come dance with me, slice me up and set me free.

[dyinangelc]

kewl. called wat? i have one at home that i am published in.

[demonchild1804]

All of them are in anthologies by the International Library of Poetry, and i have one published in the U.K.
i don't publish this stuff yet though cause it's too violent for those particular books.


Then the angels come dance with me, slice me up and set me free.

[dyinangelc]

oh i c. thats kewl. then publish one on ur own.

[demonchild1804]

hard to do and really expensive.

Then the angels come dance with me, slice me up and set me free.

[schizoCuRsEgirl.erghh]

its really not. my grandmother did it.

*from behind these walls i hear your song, oh sweet words
the music you play lights up my world
the sweetest that i've heard
could it be i've been touched and turned, oh lord please
finally, finally things are changing*

[dyinangelc]

i paid $98 i think for one poem to be in a book. that price is outragous for the size of the poem in the book.

[demonchild1804]

my books with my poem cost $50. I thought that was ridiculus

Then the angels come dance with me, slice me up and set me free.

[dyinangelc]

urs was cheaper than mine.