Ding dong,
This world is hiding secrets,
Tick tock,
They'll never leave you be,
Ding dong,
They treat me like a monster,
Tick tock,
So what if I'm not like the others.
They cut me bad,
And shock me good,
But I wont tell them my secrets,
They sting me,
And they hurt me,
They treay me like a murderer,
But I promise,
That's not true,
I'm a different type of person.
Ding dong,
They hunt me down,
Tick tock,
They see me slaughter,
Ding dong,
They take my toys,
Tick tock,
My thoughts tend to wonder.
They question my sanity,
And do tests on my brain,
But none come back positive,
I've decided,
The way you hurt me,
Could only mean one thing,
I think it over,
During the torture,
And come across a solution,
I wait for days,
For the perfect time,
to show you my true colours,
My heart speeds up,
At the ideas of love,
As I put my plan into action.
Ding dong ,
you leave my cell ungaurded,
Tick tock,
I pick lock the key hole,
Ding dong,
Theirs something you should know, about Me,
Tick tock ,
I have a little secret.
I'll hunt you down,
And tie you up,
Protect you from the others,
During your stay,
You see me play,
And cry that I should stop,
10...9...8...7,
They loose one each day,
I laugh as they cry,
Aa their wounds become infected,
They beg me to stop,
And hope for death,
Because baby I'm a psychopath,
A sweet serial killer...
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Reality - Poetry
PoetryA bunch of poems that show the truth about the horrible world we live in and the thoughts of those suffering.
