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[SpiderAgainstFly]

Sorry its kinda long...w/e works tho. enjoi

Boogeyman
I wake up sweating all the time. I call it the boogeyman. Run from him I must in my dreams. Run from him at night, never will he go away for me? Always following close behind, like a damn mosquito that smells your blood. I wake up with dried blood that isn't mine and scratch marks on my body.the Cops arrested me saying that the blood on me was the blood of somebody I killed. In which this person died a very gruesome death in their bed, and they say that I got the scratch marks from the victim, "yep that's a 10-4" they say. So I sit here in my cell all alone, waiting for the first night of this to be over. The sun goes away and the moon comes up on this land, and then I fall asleep to see the boogeyman.

Once I close my eyes and my mind doesn't sense reality anymore, I see an alley in which I stand in. There is a dark silhouette of a figure at the end of this alley. The walls are Brick red, but I do not see an outline of the white that there usually is, and then I notice.that's not a brick wall that's a wall covered in blood. Blood bursts out from the roof tops and showers down upon me and the silhouette, now drenched in the blood. The dark shadow turns to meet me, so I can see its fully body and shape. It skin color is gray with some black tattoos over its arms and chest. It hair is like dread locks and its eyes are bright red with a look that reminds me of fire. I turn around in a frantic state of mind and I run right smack into a wall of blood.but, this wall is not liquid though it is very hard unlike a liquid. I turn back to see where my demon is at, I see it is that but of six inches from my face. I scream and hit at it but to no apparel. It stares at me for a second or two, and then begins to move in a liquid movement that I have never seen before.

It drags me closer to it with its long claws, obviously taking its time, and ties me up in rope. Then it sits me down in a chair that came from nowhere and ties me to that. Then it walks to the wall and sticks its hand through, like the wall was nothing but liquid! Then it pulls out a briefcase from this bloody wall, by the looks of it the briefcase is made from alligator hide. It turns to me and its eyes shimmer in the alley way, I think there is fire in its eyes. It pulls another chair out of nowhere and sits down in front of me.enough distance so I cannot kick it, smart boogeyman. It sets the briefcase on the ground and opens it up, I see many shiny things in there and most of them things I do not want to know what they do. All the while this boogeyman is watching me, and now its lips curl into a smile, and sharp pointy teeth now are facing me. I scream once again and it slaps me in the face, me being stunned now puts duck tape over my mouth and now I am muffled with my screams.

It waves a finger in front of my face and shakes its head making a ticking noise. Its hands go to the briefcase and I know its going to use those tools on me. I sit here now thinking of a way out.how to get away from this boogeyman of mine, but I cannot see any possible way out, for I must accept what comes to me now, me being the one to accept things very quickly. So I sit silently hoping maybe it will let me go out of pity.probably wont though. It pulls out a very long but yet skinny knife, and my eyes widen, it chuckles like that's exactly what it wanted me to do, and then pokes at my left eye. I feel the burst inside my skull and scream with withering pain.

My hands involuntarily try to go to my face, but they wont because they are tied down, blood running down the left side of my face, tears running down the right side.mixing together around my chin. It begins to laugh now with an eerie sound but I don't care anymore, the damned thing just popped my eye out! After maybe five minutes of my muffles screaming the boogeyman fumbles around in its nicely tailored jacket and pulls out a very old looking yellow piece of paper.for me to see.

This piece of paper looks very strange to me there are no words on it, wait a second, the words are appearing like magic, like somebody is just writing them, it reads, "Very painful? That's what I was aiming for ha-ha no pun intended there son.I am going to explain what I'm going to you, like I have many before you, there is nothing you can do, your keepers are asleep in their beds and they will soon find out your fate, but for now lets concentrate on you, my boy. First of all you have noticed I popped one of those precious things out of your skull in which you see the world around you, I will soon do this again but you need to read this for I cannot speak in your tongues. I am popping your eyes out so you will not be able to see what I do next, then I will tear your tongue out for if you survive this you will not speak of this, then I will cut your ears off so you cannot hear of what people have to say. Think of me doing you a favor, you do not want to see or hear your mother crying if you do survive this now eh? Well let's get on with this."

And the pain has now subdued to my brain and the boogeyman smiles its cruel smile once again and then takes careful aim at my right eye. As a pop and a tear of flesh is silently heard in my cell and the cot in which was white is now my crimson blood, the gunk of my eyeball is also mixed into this concoction and my tongue flopping around on my cot like it needs to say something; you begin to cough very violently in your sleep, and then dried blood that isn't your blood type, appears over your body, and cut marks from nobody knows or nobody guess's is suddenly there. If I was alive and I knew your fate just as I knew mine, I would say, "Watch out, it's the boogeyman!"

[Deadlysoul]

i love viod!!!!!!!!!!

[SpiderAgainstFly]

Robot
My mind burps like a baby, they come from nowhere but these are not gasses coming from my mouth...these are words oozing from my fingertips and into my computer...sometimes the words come out scrambled and we think about
them and sometimes these words make you laugh so hard you fall out of your
chair onto the hard wooden floor, when I loose my train of thought...the
train itself de-rails itself...and I sit here...with nothing on my mind, it
seems my mind has stepped out for a few seconds, and will be back
momentarily. I am just an empty shell, in my chair typing, and responding
to anything like a robot sometimes, I wonder if you shed my skin aside, would you
find a hard metal. Or maybe a bunch of old, rotting wires? And a mother
board that yells at you to pick up after yourself, and to clean your
room...but most of these things usually go on shut down...before I fall
asleep...my mind returns only to enter its dreams then leaves again...and
then my eyes close as heavy as a sumo wrestler.

[darkangel42090]

interesting last one....
but so very true

[SpiderAgainstFly]

Dream world I

Its 2:29 AM and we fell alone.
Who are we?
Charlene and I,
Of course, she has fallen asleep, to leave me here writing
Lucky cat, she gets to sleep while I stay up late.
Who is to say nothing bad will happen within the next twenty minutes?
Not you of course.
Do you know why?
Because you are at home
Sleeping away also; wasting your lives in a dream world.
You feel secure in your house, but there is a way in, always a door left
unlocked or a window left cracked just enough so fingers can fit underneath
of them and lift up into your sanctuary.
What do you do when some evil being shows up in your bedroom pointing a
bony finger at you?
Well, what do you do?
Is it a dream world or is it real?

[dark_angel55]

ack...some of ur work scares me..*hides behind u* but it's very detailed

[raven rogue]

lol was u reffering to me in that first post lol

[SpiderAgainstFly]

Teacher
The sound of the teacher’s voice is deafened to me
Focusing on a small detail in the room
Wandering eyes
Seeing others trying to comprehend
Looking at hands in motion
Thumbs twiddling
Slipping into the void
As my eyes begin to close
I watch the teacher
Slip over to me and bark an order
In silence
The sound of my feet pattering down the hallway to the principles office
Is all I hear

[darkangel42090]

ah very good .... deafening voice... ill have to use that sometime...

[SpiderAgainstFly]

Here are some of my very first poems...that i ever wrote...so dont be so brutal to them...okay you can be i guess

*likes people to be rough*

Sparrow
went walking one day
saw a sparrow flying with me
i kept walking, he kept flying
i wasnt looking at were i was going, and got hit by a bus
as i lay there with blood inwrapping methe screams grow distant and my heart to a slow beat
i think of that sparrow that left me to die.

Tears
I see another and another go by.
Day after day, night after night
i seem them all the time
what do i see you ask?
ah, but only the sight of your tears

Destroyed
I feel a flutter on my hand, what is it, i ask?
i reach up my hand to find a mosquito.
sucking and thriving upon my flesh
then the pain kicks in
i slap it, blood and guts mix together
opps, there goes another life i just destroyed.

Better
your hands pretty
but, my wrist is better
your spoon is nice, but my knife is dull
your life is better and mine is...gone.

Knife
It's cold
but yet sharp
silver in color
a black handle and very sharp
now there is warmth running down my finger tips
the floor upon my face
i can hear my heart
its so slow
is that pain or is it fear?
dont worry im just closing my eyes for a second
ooh such pretty eyes.

Edited by SpiderAgainstFly, 04 January 2005 - 08:04 PM.

[darkangel42090]

lol write much? i read some but not all and they were good like sparrow... god that was sad/ creepy but very good... not very rough i know but youll live

[SpiderAgainstFly]

Question
I cannot feel my heart beat,
All my problems disappear with the light
I see no future for me
I feel no future in me…
I fear to ask you,
Scared of what might become of us
But I need to know
And so I lay here wondering what your answers are going to be
Going over the question a million times in my head…with you answering a million times different…
Now it is up to you…
Shall I have a future?
Or shall I not?
Within this question,
My life is in your hands.

[SpiderAgainstFly]

OverLooked
My mind is split in two...
one side wants to leave you,
and the other side
wants to love you more than anything in the world.
I do not know what side is Larger or to go with...
So I ask you questions to help either or side grow.
You do not help me at all,
So I must turn to myself to look deep inside my heart.
To see if these feelings are true or maybe they are just making me blue for
no reason at all.
I look at my heart and it sags when i think about you.
When I see you it perks back to life like nothing is wrong.
But yet you squashed me with your words, cut me down like a little bug.
You pinned me to a wall...cut me open and tore my heart out while it was
still beating,
But now I sit at home, always but utterly alone,
Thinking of you,
While you're out having a blast.
Maybe ill have a blast also, just one that is not so keen to the eyes of
people.
They will see how deep the love does go...they will see my heart has
shriveled up and become a plum for you to eat.
And nothing is left of me
just a corpse
without a lover.
They will bury me away and forget about all my troubles...for everything I
have done is now in the past...and will be forgotten just...like...me.

[SpiderAgainstFly]

Shivers in the darkness
the warm glow of the monitor keeps me living and striving for more
ripples of light from this box allows me to see
allows me to live
and feel
a screaming voice
a flash of pain
the glow dims
as i die
the light goes out
and my eyes can see
the hell that has intraped me

[SpiderAgainstFly]

The Soul Show
This spot is reserved for you; somebody or something took the time to keep it clear. So you take the spot And wander when the show will start...behind the curtains there seems to be fire. But nobody is running to put it out, so why should you? You sit there with the house burning and you are getting mad, the show hasn't started! You look for somebody to complain to...But nobody's there, nobody to complain to! What has this world come to! Now aren't you lucky? That Satan saved your spot? For the curtain opens and your worst fears appear. You are so scared that the devil has grabbed you up by the balls and will forever hold you! Only you can over come your fear. Only you have time on your side, for you have forever and your worst fear is Nobody to complain to! Why hasn't the damned SHOW STARTED!

[darkangel42090]

the first one was sad.. hospitols... *shivers*
thats what it reminds me of... wonder why?
the second one was ... odd.. its kinda normal and makes you wonder if that really does happen

[SpiderAgainstFly]

When you worry about everything in life, you do not understand why we are
here? Why we show up at a doorway for a couple of seconds just to say
"hello I just stopped by."when we worry about our loved ones everything
else stops in time with it. We do not understand why we do certain things
that we always feel are right? Why a murder kills another, maybe he feels
its right? Maybe. But who knows, who cares? It's just something to think
about when you are going to bed at night. Is your house really safe? Is
every door really locked is every window really closed? Do we understand
why we do not trust people who act differently? Maybe we should be afraid
of ourselves and ask in our mind what we are going to do next, because if
you came home, and saw you best friend with your mom's blood on his hands
and the white corpse of your mom laying on the ground next to him, would
you beat the living crap out of him? Or would you ask questions first? Or
pop a cap in that mofo's ass?! Yeah what I thought you would do interesting
what we all think of, do not ask what I think of because you will get a
stubborn answer from me, like what don't I think of? Yes think about that,
what don't I think of and when we will be back in time for bed to think
that we are safe from murders, but if you think about it there is a murder
in all of us.

stupid lil quirkey blurb from my head one day...i dunno why i even put it in here

[SpiderAgainstFly]

Shoot Me Now
Shoot me now...Use my gun to make it not obvious...I left this note telling you of all my troubles so you don't think I was murdered...What do I do with all this stress? Who knows who cares? Shall I end it with a noose or a knife? Pills? Guns? Carbon monoxide? Who knows who cares? I hear a voice "I love you always, please be ok." I laugh into the darkness that surrounds me, like anybody would be willing to say it anyway. Will you remember me in five years? I thought not. Its in our nature to die and deal with death, death is a period for some its a comma in life, but when I'm all alone and sitting by myself in the darkness listening to the silence and wishing that you would be here with me, that is the hardest part that I have to handle. I don't think I can handle much more of this, what am I to do when nobody is around? Look at the knife even harder? Its only you that keeps me away from it, but the farther away you fall from me the closer the knife gets to my body. My mom is getting worried what shall I do? Tell her I'm all right, it will all be over soon and I will be back to normal? I cannot lie to my mum like that. I will remember everything she did for me and everything I hated her for and the time I thought I would never talk to her again but she has the cheeriness to her that you just cant. She will forgive you because she loves you that is what moms are for they are supposed to love you because they conceived you into this life and felt the pain when u came into this fucking world crying your fucking head off. I seriously wish I was born a dead child. But if I was would you be the same? Have your same friends that you did before you met me? Or would that all change for you would you have killed yourself if it wasn't for me Justin Vignone that helped you out and took on your weight and stress and tried so very hard till the blisters on his back got so bad they burst? I don't know what the fuck to do anymore you tell me which road to go down, because I'm tired of choosing for myself. So which will it be, my life in the hands of my love, Ha, not much of a life huh? To fit in the hands of another. Well I feel the presence of the grim one...I must be gone and to you I hope I have changed you to remember me and if not then I have failed and will probably see you on the other side...of course my love...I will wait for you.

[darkangel42090]

wow... sad... i wrote one a while ago kinda like that... was sad.. ended kinda the same too
saying i didnt have anything to live for and ended with i will stay for you... sad it was...
...*lost in thought* but i love yours definatly... better than mine... good more please!

[darkangel42090]

write more damnit