Don't worry he won't really come to your house
Unless you follow him to his
Where there are trees, trees where he hides
Trees where he places his drawings on
If you look at his drawings and take it off the tree
He is for sure to give you a night of screams
But if you don't take the picture and you leave at once
He'll follow you home for you to follow him made you a dunce
He stays out your window
No matter the height
He sees while your sleeping or when your alright
He makes sure that when you look out your window to wave a hello
You seem to be scared so you don't wave back
Each time you look he waves again
Making sure you saw he was always out your window
And each night he gets closer and closer to your window
Until finally he opens your window with stealth and silence
He steps in your room and he makes no sound his footsteps light
You walk up the stairs thinking he will only be out your window tonight
But when you step in your room you give out a shriek
He's right there sitting on your floor playing with his tentacles
You start to run away from him
But he knew you would do that
He had been observing your every move
So goodnight let's hope when he bites
It'll be quicker than that damn night.
Not my best poem ever. I am truly sorry for my fowl poem.
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My Jumping ( failure at suicide )
شِعرIf you like creepypastas read this. Also there are many poems that don't have creepypasta don't worry you'll see them because of the titles. DO NOT COPY MY WORK ALL OF THIS IS FROM MY MIND. Also please give criticism it will help me enhance my poem...
