The Boy is a Monster
He left in the middle of the night,
He gave his parents a real good fright,
He ran down street after street,
Looking for something to eat,
His eyes a blood red,
He was a monster; not only in his head.
She was walking alone on the sidewalk, oblivious to the trail of red,
Shivering violently from the crisp cool air,
The strong wind blowing hard, moving her hair,
She didn't see him standing there,
She didn't see him coming.
The malicious man rapidly running,
It felt like a dream, it all went so slow,
He was now stalking towards her,
Her heart sank low.
He halted in front of her,
Looked at her and said,
"Baby, tonight you're dead."
Now this is the part,
Where he rips out her heart,
She's evil straight to the core,
Her innocence no more.
Written by
Jessica A.
Be jealous,
I'm amazing.
