Blank face by day,
Hid my fears away.
The bones set me high.
My dreams say good-bye.
What has my morbid life come to?
What is false; What is true?
Why is my life hidden by lies?
Why has everyone bid their goodbyes?
For I am two-faced, my dearest friend.
I do not mean to be a suspend or offend.
For my inner demon likes to hide,
What I endure and feel deep inside.
You will never meet my other dreadful half,
For it only shows when stabbing through a laugh.
She is murderous, feared, unkind;
She likes to kill from behind.
Help me now, I am begging you,
For I do not know what to do.
She is consuming my heart and mind,
She is the demon that is so hard to find.
She is the demon that hides in you,
And only comes when thoughts are askew.
She is the only other half of me,
She likes to take me on killing sprees.
When my hands are covered in someone's blood,
And my mind is filled with thoughts like a flood.
She smiles and laughs at my horrid expression,
She is, sadly, my unruly obsession.
For I am two-faced you see, my sweet lover.
I hide something clever, you ought to discover.
For I am a killer, with my two-faced soul.
Where my heart should be, only a hole.
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Whispers in The Dark...
HorrorCollection of dark poetry written by me. Categories are; Dark Scare Humor Dark humor Evil Demonic Read in the dark I may need help. Etc. Etc. When you want to read stories in the dark, try horror poetry. It's much more fun when you see your liste...
