Planned death

by in spite of love   Dec 3, 2006


A darkened thought,
A demon's dream...
No one heard you.
The blood shocking scream.

In the dead of the night,
he came to your house.
In the window he broke,
There was no way out.

Your baby crying down the hall.
Your husband sleeping tight.
He grabbed you by your pretty hair,
This was planned, planned right.

HE knew what he was doing,
for he'd done this all before.
your husband wasn't sleeping,
but lying dead there on the floor.

your baby's crying silent.
you know what he has done,
he's killed everyone in the house.
the number left is 1.

you know he's coming for you,
you just really didn't know how.
as you're rocking in your white chair.
you make a solemn vow.

I will live through this,
and I'll move on...
this wont get to me..
I'm not a pawn.

as the man in white comes to feed you,
and give you your daily shot.
he pulls out a butcher knife.
he's got you ready or not.

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

  • 17 years ago

    by The Poetic Child

    You have some Nice Rhymes
    and a excellent flow
    Very Sad Story..really deep

    as the man in white comes to feed you,
    and give you your daily shot.
    he pulls out a butcher knife.
    he's got you ready or not

    I liked this
    it was a great way to End a poem
    Awesome job
    5/5
    ~MF~

  • 17 years ago

    by kiara

    This was great it made me keep reading nd begging 4 more
    fantastic