Another Poem
An evil little girl, in an evil little dress
Sits down to lunch with invisible friends
They live in her head and come out when she needs
Companions to help her plan her deeds
For when night falls and she sleeps in her bed
Her soul will travel the star lit town
To feed an insatiable urge that abounds………
She may visit a classmate, a neighbor, or teacher
Maybe a family member or the churches good preacher
They all could be victims of what she does conjure
A murder she commits with her minds kinks and twists
Mommy and daddy rarely agreed when it came to their daughter
They argued and snarled about all the details
Thy both saw things different about the little girl
But lost in this nonsense they couldn’t see her
Ignored for as long as her mind could trace back
Her head set out on a track of its own
It snapped and it spiraled, it curved and it mangled
Until it came up with a nice source of outlet
When the day becomes rough and she just wants to scream
He tears never form in her shining hazel eyes
She sits and she smiles as though all is fine
And she laughs at the TV set out before her
When the house quiets down she remembers the day
All the noise and the yelling that her parents continued
All the jealousy and abandonment built up inside
So she laughs to herself and lays down to rest
Oh yes she’s aware that these emotions breed death
She knows that they cause her soul to run rampant
And she know in the morning she’ll wake calm and happy
That she’ll smell blood in the air per the crime she committed
Just be warned…. the next time she sleeps she just may kill you
