Chasing through the lustrous woods the slayer chases its terror filled prey.
As the branches crunch under ones feet startlingly loud, closer and closer to the insanity you come.
Knife in bloody clenched hand, sways back and forth rapidly as you catch up to thy innocent human you will soon slay.
Rapid breathing ensues through the loud but surreal thudding from the parities faith stricken feet.
As the tall breathtakingly eerie trees sway, a loud voluminous blood curdling scream sounds throughout the silent forest as you forcefully stab your prey in the back.
Tackling it down ripping at its once soft supple skin. Blood squirting out of every crevice. As they start puking up massive amounts of blood you kick them with brutal force crushing there head in with a satisfying crunch.
Licking the blood off your coarse hard hands as you walk away from this uncanny scene.
Nothing can be undone now.
YOU ARE READING
Wonderland poetry
PoetryThis book will be a collection of poetry made by me. A journey through sadness and happiness, and the abstract journey through wonderland.
