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What can't you see now mummy?
Yes this is me
What don't you recognise me?
Mummy? Don't say you don't know this freak
I am your own flesh and blood
Don't you see, this is what you made me
Don't scream now daddy
It is me, your little baby
No don't say maybe
For this is me
You don't see
This is what you made me
Scream in fear and fright
And I hope that when it's dark at night
I haunt you in every dream
I want to hear your scream
Oh that lovely sound
It will be all around
You will know that I is me
For it is I looking so horribly
I know now that you are terrified
So now be horrified
As your little baby
Your little child
Comes to say hello
Remember mummy, how I had to survive
I roamed the streets at night
Remember daddy, how you taught me how to fight
By beating me whenever you and mummy had a fight
I want you to remember those nights
And them horrid fights
For I will reap you of your sleep at night
Yes this is me, with the slice on my wrist
Yes this is me, the damned pessimist
Yes I have the black hair
My beautiful blonde is gone
Thrown away with my caring heart
Which you two tore apart
I spent my days being beaten
And my nights crying alone
Wandering the dark streets on my own
I would find no new home
But a dark damp gutter to sleep in
My own little piece of heaven
Forgive me, I was only eleven
Mummy, Daddy
Where have you gone?
I thought you loved me so
Have you let the devil win?
And finally given in
Then on a rainy day
The Police find a note
Scribbled on in a gutter
Reading it was simply written:
Scream now mummy
And you too daddy
Scream in fear and fright
And I hope that when it's dark at night
I haunt you in every dream
I want to hear your scream
Oh that lovely sound
It will be all around
Oh
Yes I almost forgot mummy
Don't let daddy know
I love you mummy
And my dear daddy too
Yes this is me
What don't you recognise me?
Mummy? Don't say you don't know this freak
I am your own flesh and blood
Don't you see, this is what you made me
Don't scream now daddy
It is me, your little baby
No don't say maybe
For this is me
You don't see
This is what you made me
Scream in fear and fright
And I hope that when it's dark at night
I haunt you in every dream
I want to hear your scream
Oh that lovely sound
It will be all around
You will know that I is me
For it is I looking so horribly
I know now that you are terrified
So now be horrified
As your little baby
Your little child
Comes to say hello
Remember mummy, how I had to survive
I roamed the streets at night
Remember daddy, how you taught me how to fight
By beating me whenever you and mummy had a fight
I want you to remember those nights
And them horrid fights
For I will reap you of your sleep at night
Yes this is me, with the slice on my wrist
Yes this is me, the damned pessimist
Yes I have the black hair
My beautiful blonde is gone
Thrown away with my caring heart
Which you two tore apart
I spent my days being beaten
And my nights crying alone
Wandering the dark streets on my own
I would find no new home
But a dark damp gutter to sleep in
My own little piece of heaven
Forgive me, I was only eleven
Mummy, Daddy
Where have you gone?
I thought you loved me so
Have you let the devil win?
And finally given in
Then on a rainy day
The Police find a note
Scribbled on in a gutter
Reading it was simply written:
Scream now mummy
And you too daddy
Scream in fear and fright
And I hope that when it's dark at night
I haunt you in every dream
I want to hear your scream
Oh that lovely sound
It will be all around
Oh
Yes I almost forgot mummy
Don't let daddy know
I love you mummy
And my dear daddy too
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Memory Locked
To be lulled into slumber by the silent screams of past loved ones,
Listening to the agonizing whales of my sorrowful son.
They yank me down to drown in the black sea of misery.
Laughing like children mid-play, they taunt my being with the infectious giggles of ignorance.
With a light creak and the click of the lock, for eternity a seal is placed over my innocence.
Sorry my child but the dark awaits, beckoning me to its sweet embrace.
The angered smoke attacks my lungs, swiping away the life of any who dare cross its path,
leaving little to none.
It’s partner in crime makes a home from my skin,
as it embeds its long blood red s
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Metus
One flat night, the wind stilled itself like a breath held in the worst kind of anticipation; the moment when you realize, too late, that everything has gone wrong with every carefully laid plan. Every alibi come to naught in the face of something far too dark to even be given shape: gloried in the feverish tongues of those men who spread their crazed scripture to those who pass beneath their perches just out of reach.
Fear.
The word dances across the lips of the multitudes, washing away serenity and sense, slathering a coat of ashen sludge across our hearts and burrowing into the mind like some virulent maggot, squirming for that last litt
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Hey Stranger
Hey stranger
Will you be my friend?
Not to keep me from falling
But to pick me up whenever I do
Will you be there
Not to guide me when I stray
But watch my back and pray
Will you be there
Not to fight my battles
But to warn me of the consequences
Will you be there
To celebrate my successes
And comfort me in my failures
Will you be there
At the end when I breathe my last
And remember me as I once was
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This one creeps me out a little... lol!
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this gave me the creeps, i like it though, very good. i like how it shows how much parents can affect their children, it could take a positive affect, or in this case, a negative affect.